Sum Sólja Og Bøur [English translation]

He smells like buttercups and grass,

like that blue sea,

he tells you the most beautiful stories,

when the sun has gone to take cover.

He dreams those most beautiful dreams

which only that day

are dreamt away

about valleys and seas swelling

to a wharf you have not seen.

Ah, if only one day

I could fly there to you,

but we only meet

when I fall asleep,

in the night-dreams of mine.

Now the evening hour is come,

I dream myself away to you.

And I sleep my sweet sleep,

you are my most beautiful dream.