| Glymur í bárujárni, barist er um nótt.
| Glymur in corrugated iron, fought at night.
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| Blikar á tár og kannski vantar sumarfró.
| Flashes of tears and maybe summer seeds are missing.
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| Húsið þar lekur, myndast alltaf mygla þar.
| The house there leaks, mold always forms there.
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| Minningar, drekar leiðast næstum allstaðar.
| Memories, dragons are bored almost everywhere.
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| Stífum straumum fer, nálægt mér,
| Strong currents go, near me,
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| nýfallinn regndropaher.
| newly fallen raindrop army.
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| Svartur á leikinn, svona á veröld þetta hér.
| Black on the game, this is how the world is here.
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| Svífur nú leikur máninn yfir þér og mér.
| The moon is now hovering over you and me.
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| Enda þótt næði flesta daga kalt um kinn.
| Although most days it gets cold on the cheek.
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| Komum og ræðum þetta saman, vinur minn.
| Let's talk about this, my friend.
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| Stífum straumum fer, nálægt mér,
| Strong currents go, near me,
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| nýfallinn regndropaher
| newly fallen raindrop army
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| Stífum straumum fer, nálægt mér,
| Strong currents go, near me,
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| nýfallinn regndropaher | newly fallen raindrop army |