Farin Uttan At Verða Vekk

Renn áðrenn sólin søkkur
Yvir land og hav
Blytt leikar barnalyndi
Dimmist millum fjøll
Litirnir villast
Reytt sýnist svart
Hvitar skjúrtur flóta
Báturin er farin
Stillisliga tær [bad word] Men kastast tó móti bjørgum:
Deyð uttan at verða deyð
Farin uttan at verða vekk
Skip ið bjarga manni
Ferðast yvir ókend mørk
Kyss villa kroppin
Við einum hjarta sum eingin kann temja
Deyð uttan at verða deyð
Farin uttan at verða vekk

Gone without being away [bad word] before the sun sets
Over land and sea
Soft is a child’s mind
Mountains soon in darkness clad
Colours all in disarray
Red seems black
White shirts are floating
The boat is gone
Quietly, they are drowning
Yet thrown against the cliffs
Dead without being dead
Gone without being away
Ships that rescue men
Sailing across the unknown desert
Kiss the savage body
With a heart that no one can tame
Dead without being dead
Gone without being away