Lyrics of Wunjo - Wardruna

Wunjo (original)

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!

(translation)

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!