Wunjo - Wardruna

No hev oska lagt seg

Verda er grå og grødelauss

Spring spirar upp frå si grav

Spring dei sigrande upp

til sin første dag

Eg er ikkje stor

Men tida på jord

Vil eg nyttje og nå

Opp til himmelen blå

Renn tårane strie

Tå glede og sorg

For alt som fekk plass

For alt som gav plass

For spirar som blomar

For hjartet som sler

Renn tårane strie

Tå glede og sorg

For alt som fekk plass

For alt som gav plass

Renn tårane frie

Frå skyane grå

Upp or Jordi

Ris mot soli

Rein er kjensla

Wunjo!

Føter små

I verda trå

Utan stans,

I ringen danser

Wunjo!

The ashes have fallen

The earth grey and barren

Sprout spring from their grave

Victorious they spring

to their first day

I may not be big

But my time here on earth

I shall use and reach

Into the blue sky

Tears fall freely

From joy and from sorrow

For all that got place

For all that gave place

For the sprout which flowers

For the beating heart

Tears fall freely

From joy and sorrow

For all that gave glace

For all that got place

Tears fall freely

From the grey clouds

Up from the soil

Rise towards the sun

Pure is the feeling

Wunjo!

Little feet

Shall roam the earth

With no stop,

the ring is danced

Wunjo!

No hev oska laid down

Verda is gray and cropless

Spring sprouts up from si grave

Jump up victorious

to his first day

I'm not big

But time on earth

I want to use and now

Up to the sky blue

Run the tears straight

Toe joy and sorrow

For everything that fit

For everything that provided space

For sprouts that bloom

For the heart that struggles

Run the tears straight

Toe joy and sorrow

For everything that fit

For everything that provided space

Run the tears free

From the clouds gray

Upp or Jordi

Rice against soli

Rein is feeling

Wunjo!

Feet small

In the world tread

Without stopping,

In the ring dancing

Wunjo!

The ashes have fallen

The earth gray and barren

Sprout spring from their grave

Victorious they spring

to their first day

I may not be big

But my time here on earth

I shall use and reach

Into the blue sky

Tears fall freely

From joy and from sorrow

For all that got place

For all that gave place

For the sprout which flowers

For the beating heart

Tears fall freely

From joy and sorrow

For all that gave ice cream

For all that got place

Tears fall freely

From the gray clouds

Up from the soil

Rise towards the sun

Pure is the feeling

Wunjo!

Little feet

Shall roam the earth

With no stop,

the ring is danced

Wunjo!