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Gvendur á Eyrinni

Hann Gvendur á eyrinni var gamall skútukarl
Og gulan þorskinn dró.
Hann kaus heldur svitabað en kvennafar og svall.
Í koti einn hann bjó.
Og aldrei sást Gvendur gamli eyða nokkru fé
Og aldrei fékk hann frí:
Var daufur að skemmta sér og dansspor aldrei sté
En dvaldi koti sínu í.
Hann vann á eyrinni vikuna alla
Og fór í aðgerð ef að vel gaf.
Og vel hann dugði til að afferma dalla
Og dag né nótt hann varla svaf
Hann hafði í kindakofa átján gamlar ær
Og af þeim gleði hlaut.
Af alúð og natni oft hann annaðist um þær,
Já einsog brothætt skraut.
Hann vann á eyrinni vikuna alla
Og fór í aðgerð ef að vel gaf.
Og vel hann dugði til að afferma dalla
Og dag né nótt hann varla svaf
Hann Gvendur á eyrinni var gæðasál og hrein
Sem göfgi hafði sýnt.
Hann liggur nú örþreyttur og lúin hvílir bein
Og leiðið hans er týnt.
Hann vann á eyrinni vikuna alla
Og fór í aðgerð ef að vel gaf.
Og vel hann dugði til að afferma dalla
Og dag né nótt hann varla svaf

Gwen on the Island

Gwen on the island was an old sailor
And pulled in the golden cod.
He chose the sweat bath rather than women and beer.
In a hut, he lived.
And old Gwen was never seen spending any money
And he never had a holiday:
He was slow to amuse himself and never danced
But stayed in his hut.
He worked on the island all week
And went into action if it paid well.
And he did well to get the money going
And day or night, he hardly slept
He had eighteen old sheep in the barn
And from them, he got joy.
With love and care, he often looked after them,
Yes, like a fragile treasure.
He worked on the island all week
And went into action if it paid well.
And he did well to get the money going
And day or night, he hardly slept
Gwen on the Island was a kind and pure soul
As the sea had shown.
He now lies exhausted and weary, his bones resting
And his path is lost.
He worked on the island all week
And went into action if it paid well.
And he did well to get the money going
And day or night, he hardly slept