Farin Uttan At Verða Vekk [English translation]

Run 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