Týr - Lokka Táttur - перевод текста песни на английский

Текст и перевод песни Týr - Lokka Táttur




Lokka Táttur
Lokka Táttur
(1)
(1)
Bóndin og risin leikaðu leik,
Farmer and giant played a game,
Risin vann og bóndin veik.
Giant won and the farmer was shamed.
(2)
(2)
"Eg havi lúkað treytir mín',
"I have locked away my treasure,
vil eg hava sonin tín.
Now I want your son to measure.
(3)
(3)
Eg vil hava sonin frá tær,
Son I must have from you,
Uttan goymir hann fyri mær."
Unless you can keep him from my view."
(5)
(5)
"Heitið á Óðin Asakong,
"Call on Odin, the king of the Ases,
man goymslan gerðast long."
Then the protection will last, it embraces."
Hvat skal mær harpan
What good to me is the harp
Undir míni hond,
Under my hand,
Vil ikki frægur fylgja mær
If fame will not follow me
á onnur lond.
To other lands.
(6)
(6)
"Eg vildi, mín Óðin veri til,
"I wish my Odin were here,
-Undir míni hond-
-Under my hand-
Vita hvussu goymslan ganga vil."
To know how the protection will fare."
onnur lond.-
-To other lands.-
(8)
(8)
"Hoyr Óðin, eg tali til tín,
"Hear me Odin, I speak to you,
-Undir míni hond-
-Under my hand-
skalt goyma sonin mín."
You shall protect my son from the screw."
onnur lond.-
-To other lands.-
(28)
(28)
Fyri eystan flugu svanir tveir,
From the east two swans did fly,
-Undir míni hond-
-Under my hand-
Niður hjá Hønir settust teir.
They landed near where Hønir sat nigh.
onnur lond.-
-To other lands.-
(29)
(29)
Hønir biður vera svein,
Hønir asked to be a lad,
-Undir míni hond-
-Under my hand-
Mitt í knokki fjøður ein.
A feather in the middle of the head.
onnur lond.-
-To other lands.-
Hvat skal mær harpan
What good to me is the harp
Undir míni hond,
Under my hand,
Vil ikki frægur fylgja mær
If fame will not follow me
á onnur lond.
To other lands.
(Solo)
(Solo)
(41)
(41)
Áður enn teir høvdu hálvtalað orð,
Before they had spoken half their thought,
-Undir míni hond-
-Under my hand-
var Lokki inn fyri borð.
Loki in front of the table was caught.
onnur lond.-
-To other lands.-
Hvat skal mær harpan
What good to me is the harp
Undir míni hond,
Under my hand,
Vil ikki frægur fylgja mær
If fame will not follow me
á onnur lond.
To other lands.
(42)
(42)
"Tú veitst einki av mínari neyð,
"You know nothing of my need,
-Undir míni hond-
-Under my hand-
Skrímslið ætlar mín sonar deyð.
The monster plans my son's death indeed.
onnur lond.-
-To other lands.-
Hvat skal mær harpan
What good to me is the harp
Undir míni hond,
Under my hand,
Vil ikki frægur fylgja mær
If fame will not follow me
á onnur lond.
To other lands.
(50)
(50)
Lokki rør á igsta klakk,
Loki touches the magic bell,
-Undir míni hond-
-Under my hand-
So er í fornum frøði sagt.
As in ancient wisdom it fell.
onnur lond.-
-To other lands.-
Hvat skal mær harpan
What good to me is the harp
Undir míni hond,
Under my hand,
Vil ikki frægur fylgja mær
If fame will not follow me
á onnur lond.
To other lands.
(94)
(94)
"Her er ungi alvi tín,
"Here is your elf boy,
-Undir míni hond-
-Under my hand-
er uppi goymslan mín."
Now my protection is at an end."
onnur lond.-
-To other lands.-
Hvat skal mær harpan
What good to me is the harp
Undir míni hond,
Under my hand,
Vil ikki frægur fylgja mær
If fame will not follow me
á onnur lond.
To other lands.





Авторы: Dp, Heri Joensen


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