Paroles et traduction Ólöf Arnalds - Moldin

Moldin

Fellur regn á jördina og mig
Vætir gras sem grær og grær yfir
Vorid kom og vorid kom ad vanda
Kom med ferdavedrid fyrir þig

Stráin stingast upp of innudir
Stilli hjartans strengi í fimmundir
Stefid gengur nidur, gengur nidur
Frid ég finn sem fann ég ekki fyrr

Hjarta mitt opnar veginn þinn

Ég af mold ad mold á ný ég verd
Verd af því vid erum till þess gerd
Ad koma og fara og koma till ad fara
Líka þú minn kæri, góda ferd

Fljúg mót sólu jördu frá
Ástarvængjum fljúgdu á

Moldin

Rain is falling down upon the ground and me
It waters the grass that grows and grows and grows
Spring has come and come once more
Come with your travels for you

Reeds rise high above the depths
Tuning the strings of my heart in fifths
Going down it goes down
Peace I find that I hadn't found before

My heart opens the path to you

I become of the earth again from the earth
We are made to be
To come and go and come to go
So my dear, good journey to you

Fly toward the sun, from the earth
With wings of love fly on