Salt
saltið í kroppinum
er havið í mær
ein drukkin tíðarflóð
ein sárur streymur
og sjógvurin tyngist
alt togar móti dýpinum
eg veit eg má fara
eg eg veit at eg kann
í undirhúðargjáum
fossar mín longsul
grópar upp tíðina
máar burtur óttan
og sjógvurin tyngist
alt togar móti dýpinum
eg veit eg má fara
eg veit at eg kann
langt burtur úr landi
hómi eg gráan av minnum
lati aldurnar taka meg
føli djúphavið darra
havið er í mær
er saltið í tárunum
og sjógvurin tyngist
alt togar móti dýpinum
eg veit eg má fara
eg veit at eg kann
Salt
The salt in my body
is the sea in me,
a drunken flow of time,
a painful stream.
And the big waves are scary,
they all pull towards the deep,
I know I must go,
I know that I can.
In the depths of my skin
my longing falls like a waterfall,
it churns up the time,
eats away at the early morning.
And the big waves are scary,
they all pull towards the deep,
I know I must go,
I know that I can.
Far away from land
I vaguely remember the grey,
I let the waves take me,
I feel the deep sea quiver.
The sea is in me,
the salt in my tears.
And the big waves are scary,
they all pull towards the deep,
I know I must go,
I know that I can.
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