banjo, og áin hevur harpu- og sálmaljóð: The ocean wild like an organ played The seaweeds wove its strands The crashin´ waves like cymbals clashed Against the rocks and sands Natúrin er samstundis fylt [...] til tekstin finna vit kanska í 3. reglu í 3. ørindi, har tikið verður til: "the sun beat down upon the steps of time to lead the way", t.e. sólin stavaði á tíðarinnar trin at vísa veg. Bunyan og Blake Sangurin [...] sostatt næstan eitt surrealistiskt manifest: At dawn my lover comes to me And tells me of her dreams With no attempt to shovel the glimpse Into the ditch of what each one means At times I think there are

take me disappearin´ through the smoke rings of my mind Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow [...] soleiðis: ­ They´re selling postcards of the hanging They´re painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner They´ve got him in [...] sleppir sær til hús: ­ Now the moon is almost hidden The stars are beginning to hide The fortune telling lady Has even taken all her things inside All except for Cain and Abel And the hunchback of Notre Dame

Constitutionalism and the Separation of Powers: “The reality of the working of government provides a difficulty for the traditional theory of the sepa­ra­tion of powers, which divides the powers and functions [...] effect, there are now four major sections of the political institutions of the democratic state: the legislature, the gov­ern­ment, the administrative machine, and the judiciary.” Tað er ikki longur nøktandi [...] predicting democratic collapse. The findings show not only which variables are related to the col­lapse of democracy, and in what hierarchical order, but that the key to the demise of a democratic sys­tem

kanska “mild­ari” rock, sum eisini hevur givið pláss fyri eini kvinnu­ligari rødd – í lagnum “The Lay of Our Love.” Tá eg hoyrdi undanlagið “Blood of Heroes” fekk eg kensluna, at tað kundi neyvan verða nakað

3) Bracelet – Breakaway 4) Sophia Nohr – Blue Horizon 5) Veronicas Illusion – The Wrong Kid 6) Lighthouse X – Soldiers of Love 7) Kristel Lisberg – Who Needs a Heart 8) Jessica – Break It Good 9) Muri &

& lag: Jørgin Dahl) Oh no (orð & lag: Jørgin Dahl) Think about love (orð & lag: Jørgin Dahl) Driving me crazy (orð & lag: Jørgin Dahl) The chicken dance (orð & lag: Jørgin Dahl) ##med18## ##med19## B Absalon

gamlan drong syngja The innocense of childhood never dies ella Look around you son . Tekstirnir eru annars í stóran mun kærleiksyrkingar, skrivaðar á enskum. Fjórða vers í lagnum I m in love sigur alt: What [...] ikki var við. Fyrsta lag á fløguni The innocence of childhood er í hinari grøvini og kanska tað mest popputta lagið á fløguni. Eg fari av onkrari orsøk at hugsa um All the small things hjá Blink 182, tá eg [...] Ummæli Fyrsta fløgan hjá 16 ára gomlu piltunum í Paradox Falling in love , er ein fokkjúslig poppunk fløga og slær endaliga fæst, at hetta er ein bólkur, sum skal takast við álvara, kanska enntá í ov nógvum

“Towards the genetic basis of hereditary anosmia in the Faroe Islands.” 2. oktober vardi Stefanie Binzer ph.d. ritgerð við Syddansk Universitet. Ritgerðin kallast “Multiple sclerosis: Searching for the missing [...] ritgerð sína við Linköpings Universitet. Ritgerðin kallast: “On the making of age. A constructionist study on ageing and later life in the Faroe Islands.” 5. september vardi Solveig Malmsten ph.d.ritgerð [...] ðilig og bókmentasøgulig viðgerð av ferðafrásagnum Kristians Osvald Viderø." 19. juni vardi Edit Bugge ph.d. ritgerð sína við Institutt for lingvistiske, litterære og estetiske studier, Universitetet i

from exhaustion, buried in the hail Poisoned in the bushes an´ blown out on the trail Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn Come in , she said, I´ll give you shelter from the storm . ­ Um vit nú fara [...] gráta . Og samstundis veit hann, at hann eltir ein skugga: ­ I see, I see lovers in the meadow I see, I see silhouettes in the window I watch them ´til they´re gone and they leave me hanging on To a shadow [...] nær: The Lady of the Lowlands, drotningin av Láglondum, ið hevur eygu sum royk, bønir sum rím, munn úr kyksilvuri, rødd sum kim, húð sum silki og andlit sum glas. ­ With your mercury mouth in the missionary

rættiliga formligur altíð. Og tað vóru tey eisini tá í tíðini. Eg umseti einastaðni í bókini: "…on the shrine of the most passionate devotion" til "…á altari hina fúsu hámeting". Hetta dámar Hanusi ikki. Eg veit [...] tað, sum aðrir týðarir, t.d. danskir, hava gjørt, og uttan hetta hevði søgan mist nokkso nógv. The Gold-Bug er ein søga, sum næstan skal lesast á amerikonskum. Eg skal vera fyrstur til at viðganga, at [...] sum Hanus skrivaði um Janus Djurhuus, nevnir hann eina gamla, føroyska týðing av "A Descent Into the Mael-Strom", týðarin ókendur. Tann týðingin fløkist ikki í gomlum orðingum og nøvnum fyri ymiskt, sum