Tvístevndur meldur - Hamferð

Um voll

Litir mót náttúrulóg

Út í tóman heim

Sveima

Eg sveimi við

Fjáltur, nú heystflyting bar

Avoyddar skyldverur hav

Tú er mær uggin

Dreymurin

Tín vera andar flog

Upploysur mørk, ið fyrr stóðu tygg

Mær ber boð: stíg upp, upp

Sum hvíta krákan von

Køld

Út um sker og skor

Langt burt í tornhøg skot

Reiðrist har

Ongin veit

At eg ónervað

Skoði alla sorg

Fjald fjart frá

Har villast villinikor

Og tvístevndur meldur

Á tíni ásjón draga tey síni spor

To full

Colors mold natural logs

Out into an empty world

Hovering

I hover

Fjáltur, now a haystack bar

Avoyddar related sea

You are a virgin

The dream

Tin be breathing seizures

Dissolves dark, chewing gum used to be

Maiden carries an invitation: step up, up

Some white crow hope

Cold

Out of cuts and scores

Far away in a towering shot

Get angry

Ongin knows

That I'm nervous

Look at all the grief

Fjald far from

Have lost wild chickens

And a double-edged sword

On the face of the pick, the tey draws its footprints