Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sundriven, artist - Glittertind. Album song Djevelsvart, in the genre Фолк-металDate of issue: 21.11.2013
Record label: Indie
Song language: Norwegian
Sundriven(original) |
| Månen ligg over myr og mo |
| — Hei, hå, min sang er grå! |
| Andre folk dei søv i ro |
| — For enno susar vindane, dei klagar |
| Tunglyndt, myrkt over skogklædd koll |
| Havet brusar med sukk og skval |
| — Hei, hå, min sang er grå! |
| Hylar åt meg ein kald koral |
| — For enno susar vindane, dei jagar |
| Tunglyndt, myrkt over skogklædd koll |
| Sundriven og halt, blåsvart, utan håp |
| Sviande minner åt meg slær |
| Å, kan du høyra meg |
| Kjære jenta mi? |
| Trøytna, stiv og tung |
| Eg segne ner |
| Månen slørd oppi skyen stend |
| — Hei, hå, min sang er grå! |
| Blaknar no om bø og grend |
| — For enno susar vindane, dei jagar |
| Tunglyndt, myrkt over skogklædd koll |
| Skyer, svarte, i veste stig |
| — Hei, hå, min sang er grå! |
| Flaksande, gjennom natti sig |
| — For enno susar vindane, dei jagar |
| Tunglyndt, myrkt over skogklædd koll |
| Sundriven og halt, blåsvart, utan håp |
| Sviande minner åt meg slær |
| Å, kan du høyra meg |
| Kjære jenta mi? |
| Trøytna, stiv og tung |
| Eg segne ner |
| (translation) |
| The moon lies over bog and mo |
| - Hi, ha, my song is gray! |
| Other people they slept in peace |
| - The winds are still blowing, they are complaining |
| Heavy, dark over wooded hill |
| The sea roars with sighs and squeals |
| - Hi, ha, my song is gray! |
| A cold coral howls at me |
| For the winds still blow, they chase |
| Heavy, dark over wooded hill |
| Torn and lame, blue-black, without hope |
| Burning reminds me of strikes |
| Oh, can you hear me? |
| My dear girl? |
| Tired, stiff and heavy |
| I sign down |
| The moon shone up the cloud stand |
| - Hi, ha, my song is gray! |
| Blaknar no om bø og grend |
| For the winds still blow, they chase |
| Heavy, dark over wooded hill |
| Clouds, black, in west rise |
| - Hi, ha, my song is gray! |
| Luckily, through the night |
| For the winds still blow, they chase |
| Heavy, dark over wooded hill |
| Torn and lame, blue-black, without hope |
| Burning reminds me of strikes |
| Oh, can you hear me? |
| My dear girl? |
| Tired, stiff and heavy |
| I sign down |