Vi slakta sau - Moddi

Vi slakta sau.

Vi lærte ord

Som marlake og bottlangsbror

Kver innmat-del, kver pølsetarm

Som kunne nøttes, hadde namn

Vi slakta sau på fløan sjy

Rundt Vinterdag, ved måne-ny

De gamle hadde trua på

At kjøttet drygdes meire då vi slakta sau

Vi slakta sau vi tappa blod

Eg stramma tau mens far min slo

Eg grudde meg, men lærte fort:

Det va førr maten det blei gjort

Vi slakta sau.

Det måtte te

Vi spretta skank og knekte lé

Og tomma skinn til dyret hong

Som naken skrott i tau og stong

Vi slakta sau på fløan sjy

Rundt Vinterdag, ved måne-ny

De gamle hadde trua på

At kjøttet drygdes meire då vi slakta sau

No slaktes sau på transportband

Så glømmes ord og arbeidsgang

Og en kultur fra gammel tid

Kan skrives ned til null verdi

Vi slakta sau på fløan sjy

Rundt Vinterdag, ved måne-ny

De gamle hadde trua på

At kjøttet drygdes meire då vi slakta sau!

We slaughter sheep.

We learned words

Like marlake and bottlangsbror

Every gut part, every sausage gut

Which could be worn, had names

We slaughtered sheep on the flea

Around Winter Day, by moon-new

The ancients were threatening

That the meat was increased more when we slaughtered sheep

We slaughter sheep we lose blood

I tightened the rope while my father hit

I pondered, but quickly learned:

It was before the food was made

We slaughter sheep.

It had to be tea

We sprang skank and cracked le

And empty skins for the animal hong

Like naked scrap in ropes and poles

We slaughtered sheep on the flea

Around Winter Day, by moon-new

The ancients were threatening

That the meat was increased more when we slaughtered sheep

Sheep are now slaughtered on conveyor belts

Then words and workflow are forgotten

And a culture from ancient times

Can be written down to zero value

We slaughtered sheep on the flea

Around Winter Day, by moon-new

The ancients were threatening

That the meat was increased more when we slaughtered sheep!