Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Brúnin , by - Skálmöld. Song from the album Sorgir, in the genre Фолк-металRelease date: 11.10.2018
Record label: Союз Мьюзик по лицензии Napalm Records
Song language: Icelandic
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Brúnin , by - Skálmöld. Song from the album Sorgir, in the genre Фолк-металBrúnin(original) |
| Vindur berst af hafi, virði fyrir mér |
| Vanga ungrar stúlku sem við hliðina á mér er |
| Munnurinn er opinn, mórautt rennur blód |
| Menn eru á leiðinni, ég heyri nálgast hljóð |
| Konan andar ennþá, kannski munum nást |
| Klettabrúnin afdrepið í forboðinni ást |
| Get ég varla losað grjót úr minni hönd |
| Gaf ég höggið? |
| Voru á mér álög eða bönd |
| Þeir látum ekki linna |
| Ef liggjandi mig finna |
| Með henni sem ég frelsið fann |
| Við máttum feluleiki spinna |
| Þeir bana okkur báðum |
| Þeir berja vopnum snjáðum |
| Hún svarar ekki, dauðadæmd |
| Ef vaknar dísin ekki brádum |
| Saman munum lífið láta |
| Liggi ég við þetta vif |
| Ef ég bara ekkert játa |
| Ætti mér að gefast lif |
| Hennar drýpur blód á blettinn |
| Bærist særð og falleg hönd |
| Niður henni kasta klettinn |
| Kvikar sjórinn burt frá strönd |
| (translation) |
| Wind blows from the sea, worth it to me |
| The cheeks of a young girl next to me |
| The mouth is open, blood-red blood flows |
| People are on the way, I hear approaching sounds |
| The woman is still breathing, maybe we will catch up |
| The cliff edge hangs in the forbidden love |
| I can hardly release stones from my hand |
| Did I hit? |
| I had spells or tapes on me |
| They do not let go |
| If lying me find |
| With her I found freedom |
| We had to invent camouflage |
| They're killing us both |
| They beat weapons snowballs |
| She does not answer, sentenced to death |
| If the diva does not wake up soon |
| Together we will let life go |
| I'm lying to this vif |
| If I just do not confess |
| Should give me life |
| Her blood drips on the spot |
| Carries a wounded and beautiful hand |
| Down her throw the rock |
| The sea recedes from the shore |