Rismál - Sólstafir

Svarthvítur í huga mér

Altaf er vetur hér

Hvar eru litir norðursumars

Æskublóm sakleysis?

Eru Draumar bernskunnar

Nú uppi dagaðir?

Já erfitt er að halda í

Lífsins sumarnón

Formúlur ljóss ég rita

Í blárri skímunni

Bakkus mér nú býður í

Skuggabræðra boð

Brestur í gömlum þökum

Heyrirðu stormsins nið?

Hjartarætur fylltar kuli

Svo langt í vorboðann

Milli óttu og árs dagsmáls

Sofa mannanna börn

Og mávagarg bergmálar

Yfir Reykjavíkurborg

Black and white in my mind

Winter is always here

Where are the colors of northern summer

The flower of youth of innocence?

Are Dreams of Childhood

Now up days?

Yes, it's hard to keep up

Life's summer night

Formulas of light I write

In the blue shade

Bakkus now offers me

Shadow brothers' invitation

Failure of old roofs

Do you hear the storm coming down?

Hearts filled with coal

So far to the herald of spring

Between fear and the year of the day

The sleeping children of men

And seagull echoes

Over the city of Reykjavík