Translation of the song lyrics Skotta - Skálmöld

Skotta - Skálmöld
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Song from the album: Sorgir
In the genre:Фолк-метал
Release date:11.10.2018
Song language:Icelandic
Record label:Союз Мьюзик по лицензии Napalm Records

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Skotta (original)Skotta (translation)
Skotta niður skarð Cut down the gap
Skautar yfir barð Skates over the bar
Illit í hyggju hefur Evil in mind has
Heimafólkið sefur The locals are sleeping
Daginn áður dafnaði friður The day before, peace flourished
En dó svo á einni nóttu But then died overnight
Mildur þeyrinn á midnætti Mild dew at midnight
Var orðinn mannskaðaveður á óttu There had been a storm of fear
Vorið flúði vinda að handan In the spring the wind blew from behind
Og varga af öðrum heimi And wolves from another world
Draugagangur i dalverpinu Ghost walk in the valley
Nú er dauðinn sjálfur á sveimi Now death itself is hovering
Nú er dauðinn sjálfur á sveimi Now death itself is hovering
Frost, þú mátt festa þinn Frost, you can fix yours
Fjötur við húsvegginn Shackle to the house wall
Kynngi min kælir þil My introduction cools the bulkhead
Kæfandi ljós og yl Suffocating light and warmth
Skotta finnur skjól Scots find shelter
Skriður yfir hól Crawling over a hill
Hallar sér í holu Leaning into a hole
Herðir frost með golu Hardens frost with a breeze
Skotta húkir skammt fyrir ofan Skotta hooks just above
Er skundar hann niður datinn When he hurries down the date
Blæs í frostið, blóðar á siðu Blows in the frost, bleeds on the side
Hann er beygður maður og kvalinn He is a bent man and tormented
Gegnum litla glufu á veggnum Through a small gap in the wall
Hún gægist inn úr snænum She peeks in from the snow
Draugur leikur við dreng og stúlku Ghost game with boy and girl
Nú er dauðinn sjálfur á bænum Now death itself is on the farm
Nú er dauðinn sjálfur á bænum Now death itself is on the farm
Frost, þú mátt festa þinn Frost, you can fix yours
Fjötur við langeldinn Shackles by the long fire
Kynngi min kæfir glóð My acquaintance chokes embers
Krókna þá menn og fljöð Then hook men and speed
Ber hann þreyttur bál i kotið He carries a tired fire to the cottage
Bæjargöngin gengur köld The town hall is cold
Þróttur horfinn, þrekið brotið Strength gone, endurance broken
Þetta eru málagjöld These are litigation fees
Hlýnar mér er halir falla It warms me when tails fall
Hatur nærir draugaþý Hatred feeds on ghosts
Heyrist Skottu kjaftur kalla: Hear a Scottish mouth call:
«Kveikir þú upp eld á ný?» "Are you lighting a fire again?"
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