Hvar er draumurinn? [English translation]

I have left everything I had.

Bare arms, empty soul.

My old home is becoming awry,

Gray-haired with eternal worry.

Here it all was, but no longer.

Empty benches, not a sound.

The absence of life's richest benefits.

I don't really get to forget.

Where is the dream?

Where is the life that I long for?

Oh, oh, eternity,

---where is my joy and sorrow?

Where is the dream?

Somewhere I should find

Other paths, other notes.

Two -- three years, it feels less different

When you search for what you dream of.

I've searched under every stone,

Closed my ears, crept around.

Endlessly I try and try

---there is nothing else to speak of.

Where is the dream?

Where is the life that I long for?

Oh, oh, eternity,

---where is my joy and sorrow?

Where is the dream?

Where are all my hopes?

Oh, oh, eternity,

where is my joy and sorrow?

Where is the dream?