Paroles et traduction Marius Ziska - Tokan

Tokan

Myrk er þokan og mjó þau sund
Sem marka leið í var.
Hljóður sit og hlusta um stund,
Svo heyri fjallsins svar.
Lágan syng leiðartón,
Landi fjarri enn.

Fjallið tað er kvirt, men kennir teg
Havið, sum berjir støðugt inn á seg
Tokan hylur klettarnar
Sum altíð fara at síggja veruleikan.

Lágan syng leiðartón,
Landi fjarri enn.
Felur sig í fjarskanum,
Finn ég áttir senn.

Læðist þokan lygn og mjúk,
Ljóð sem felur ótal leyndarmál.
Í sanginum finna vit sannleikan
Sálin finnur í lögunum ljós.

Lágan syng leiðartón,
Landi fjarri enn.
Felur sig í fjarskanum,
Finn ég áttir senn.

The Fog

The fog is dark and the waters narrow
That mark my path in the mist.
Sit silent and listen a while,
And hear the mountain's response.
The puffin sings a guiding tune,
The land still distant.

The mountain, though concealed, it knows you
The sea, as it relentlessly crashes onto itself
The fog covers the cliffs
That always attempt to conceal reality.

The puffin sings a guiding tune,
The land still distant.
Concealing itself in the distance,
I find my bearings.

The fog settles, calm and soft,
A melody that conceals countless secrets.
In its song, we find the truth
The soul finds light in its melody.

The puffin sings a guiding tune,
The land still distant.
Concealing itself in the distance,
I find my bearings.