Текст песни Litli Tonlistarmadurinn

Mamma - ertu vakandi mamma mín?
Mamma - ég vil koma til thín
Ó mamma - gaman væri ad vera stór
Tha vildi ég stjórna bædi hljómsveit og kór

Mamma - thú ert elskuleg, mamma mín
Mér finnst, gott ad koma til thín
Ó en mamma ádan dreymdi mig draum um thig
En datt thá framúr, og thad trufladi mig

Thú varst drottning í hárri höll
Hljómsveitin álfar, menn, og tröll
Lék thér og söng í senn
Thú varst svo stórfengleg
Tröllin thau bördu á bumburnar
Blómálfar léku á flauturnar
Fidlurnar mennskir menn
A mendólín ég
Mamma.

Allir mændum vid upp til thín
Eins og blóm thegar sólin skín
Er thínum fadmi frá
Gjafir flugu um allt

Flestum gekk vel ad gripa sitt
Gladur nádi ég fljótt í mitt
En stóll er steig ég á
Stód tæpt svo hann valt

Ó mamma- thú ert elskuleg mamma mín
Mér finnst gott ad koma til thín
Ó mamma - gaman væri ad vera stór
Thá vildi ég stjórna bædi hljómsveit og kór

Translation:Björk - Litli Tonlistarmadurinn - http://ru.motolyrics.com/bjork/litli-tonlistarmadurinn-lyrics.html
Little musician

Mama - are you awake my mama?
Mama - I want to come close to you
O mama, it would be so fun to be grown
I would conduct an orchestra and choir

Mama - You are so sweet, my mama
I like coming closer to you
Oh but Mama, earlier I dreamt a dream of you
I fell out of bed, and it upset me so.

You were a queen in a tall palace
The band elves, men, and trolls
Played for you and sang
You were so magnificent
The trolls they pounded the drums
Flower-elves played the flutes
The violins human beings
The mandolin I
Mama.

We all gazed up at you
Like flowers when the sun shines
And from your embrace
Gifts everywhere flew

Most easily caught theirs
Gladly I quickly caught mine
But the chair on which I perched
Tipped over and fell

Mama - You are so sweet, my mama
I like coming close to you
O mama, it would be so fun to be grown
I would conduct an orchestra and choir