Текст и перевод песни Bjørn Eidsvåg - Sint Himmel (Remastered)

Sint Himmel (Remastered)

Onna svart og sinte himmel:
Ein liten båt med seil
Skipperen e ør og svimmel
Han har gjort ein feil
Han vet'kje lenger kor han e
Og dermed ikkje kor han ska
Det e bare bris, men friskne te
Detta love ikkje bra

Båten tåle møkje mer enn det han trur
Og det hjelpe ingenting hvis han nå snur
For han vet'kje kor han e
Han lar børå ta seg med på tur
Han reve seil og surre seg godt fast
Og e forberedt på vindens krasse kast
Nå lar han det stå te
Og nå e roen med som ballast

Han e nervøs og veldig spente
Men han e'kje lenger redd
Han vet'kje ka han har i vente
Men e klar og kledd
Nå blåse vinden sterke kuling
Men båten holde stand
Rundt han hørres brøl og uling
- Sint hav mot liten mann

Båten tåle møkje mer enn det han trur
Og det hjelpe ingenting hvis han nå snur
For han vet'kje kor han e
Han lar børå ta seg med på tur
Han reve seil og surre seg godt fast
Og e forberedt på vindens krasse kast
Nå lar han det stå te
Og nå e roen med som ballast

Stormy Black Sky (Remastered)

Under a black and angry sky:
A small boat with a sail,
Her captain's dazed and pale,
He's made a great mistake,
He no longer knows where he is,
And therefore he doesn't know where he's bound,
The breeze is but a whisper, but it's gaining strength,
This bodes ill,

The boat can withstand much more than he thinks it can,
And it will do him no good to turn back now,
For he doesn't know where he is,
He lets the current carry him along,
He reefs his sails and lashes himself securely,
And braces himself for the wind's fierce gusts,
Now he lets it come,
And now the calm comes with him as ballast,

He's nervous and very tense,
But he's no longer afraid,
He doesn't know what awaits him,
But he's ready and prepared,
Now the wind blows a strong gale,
But the boat holds its own,
Around him he hears the roar and howling
- Angry sea against a small man

The boat can withstand much more than he thinks it can,
And it will do him no good to turn back now,
For he doesn't know where he is,
He lets the current carry him along,
He reefs his sails and lashes himself securely,
And braces himself for the wind's fierce gusts,
Now he lets it come,
And now the calm comes with him as ballast,