Lurta - Eivør

Hon rísur upp úr gróti

Úr loyndarmáli

Sum var hon júst upp risin

Úr vátari, frystari jørð

Eitt loyndarmál so stórt

Er hon

Tað tú aldri hevur gjørt

Er hon

Hon bíðar, til vit duga at lurta

Vit mugu lurta

Hon grætur og skolar eyguni burtur

Vit mugu lurta

Vilt tú loyva henni inn?

Vil hon?

Inn i millum holds og skinn

Er hon

Vilt tú loyva henni inn?

Vil hon?

Inn i millum holds og skinn

Er hon

She rises from the ground

From a secret

Some of them had just risen

From wetter, frozen ground

One secret so big

Is she

That you have never done

Is she

She waits, to make sense of it

Vit mugu lurta

She cries and washes her eyes away

Vit mugu lurta

Do you want to let her in?

Will she?

Into between holds and skins

Is she

Do you want to let her in?

Will she?

Into between holds and skins

Is she