Paroles et traduction Taake - II

II

Vinden feier for alle doerer
Mens jeg sprer mitt sinn
Over seinhoests frosne enger
Inviteres du herinn
Umistelige minner henger
Igjen i luften, vegger, alt
Ukristlige vinder flenger
& Pensler Bjoergvin jaevlig kaldt
Portretter & byster
Fra skyggene skuler
De lytter med meg
En ensom en uler
En likesinnet stemmer i
Lever & tenker grav
Mot maanen, mot maanen
Hever & senker hav
Vind i natten hvisker
Mot rute
Himmels taarer pisker
Paa snute
Rundt traernes moerke soeyler
Har stormen ingen toeyler
Det innebaerer risker
Der ute

II

The wind celebrates for all the doors
As I disseminate my mind
Over the frozen meadows of the late autumn
Here is your invitation
Indelible memories hanging
Again in the air, the walls, everything
Unchristian winds are ripping
& Paint Bjoergvin terribly cold
Portraits & busts
Are lurking from the shadows
They listen with me
A lonely one howls
A like-minded soul joins in
Live & think grave
Towards the moon, towards the moon
The sea rises & falls
The wind in the night whispers
Against the windowpane
Heavenly tears lash
On the muzzle
Around the dark pillars of the trees
The storm has no reins
It involves risks
Out there