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Brennivín

 

Brennivín

(album: Land - 2008)


Aevi mín er eintómt hlaup
Efter brennivíni
Geturðu sett á glasið í Staup
Gömlu Fyllisvíni

Where I'm walking alone, thirst is my worst enemy
My measure of mead, treasure in need
Up to the Brim
One down on the heart can feel like the rain
Crying on dry desert sands
My story is sad, nothing to add
Days have been dim

Drink while you are able!

Aevi mín er eintómt hlaup
Efter brennivíni
Geturðu sett á glasið í Staup
Gömlu Fyllisvíni

I have squandered my days
Cold is the gold in my grip
Dark mold on my mound
All I have found
Deep in a jar
Too many a drunken poet has praised ale in a failed fairytale
My measure of mead, treasure indeed
Up to the Brim

Drink while you are able!

Aevi mín er eintómt hlaup
Efter brennivíni
Geturðu sett á glasið í Staup
Gömlu Fyllisvíni
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