Текст песни Flugufrelsarinn

[Icelandic:]

Hamagangur, ?g ?usti ni?ur a? l?knum
Bjargv?ttur

?g ger?i skip tilb?i? og f?r me? litla b?n
?v? ?g var hr?ddur
S?lin skein og l?kurinn seytla?i
S?ley, s?ley flugurnar drepast

En ? dag ? ?g a? bjarga sem flestum flugum
Me? spotta ? skip ?g er me? ? hvorri hendi - ?kve?inn
?g kasta ?eim ?t ? hylinn og reyni
A? hala flugurnar inn ??ur
En sei?in n? til ?eirra ?ar sem ??r berjast
Vi? strauminn og vatni?

?annig l??ur dagurinn
Sj?lfur kominn um bor?, var farinn a? berjast vi? b?jarl?kinn
Sem haf?i ?egar deytt svo margar

?g n? ekki andanum og ?yngist vi? hverja ?ldu
M?r vantar kraftaverk
?v? ?g er a? drukkna syndir
?g reyni a? komast um bor?

?g dreg ? land og bjarga ?v? sj?lfum m?r aftur,
aftur ? bakkann
? heitan stein ?g legg mig og l?t mig ?orna aftur
?g kasta m?r ?t ? hylinn og reyni
A? hala flugurnar inn ??ur
En sei?in n? til ?eirra ?ar sem ??r berjast
Vi? strauminn og vatni?

Gustur1, allur rennblautur
Frakkur2 finnur hvernig b?turinn er kominn ?r mesta straumnum
og landi? sm?m saman n?lga?ist

Hann er b??i um bor? ?
Sj? og landi bjargandi
Flugunum sem farast h?r
?? s?r ? lagi sj?lfum s?r
Eil?ft str?? og hvergi fri?ur
En ?a? ver?ur einhver a? f?rna s?r
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[English Translation:]

Hullabaloo, I rushed down to the lake
A savior
I made a ship and said a short prayer
Because I was scared
The sun shone and the lake flowed
Sunflowers, sunflowers the flies die

But today I'm supposed to save as many flies as possible
In each hand I carry a string - determined
I throw them into the abyss and try
To haul the flies in before
The smolts reach them where they fight
The stream and water

And so the day passes on
Going on board, I had begun fighting the stream
Which had already killed so many

I can't breathe and I'm getting heavier with every wave
I need a miracle
Because I'm drowning sins
I try to get onboard

I pull ashore and save myself onto,
onto the beach
I lay on a hot rock and let myself dry again
I throw myself into the abyss and try
To haul the flies in before
The smolts reach them where they fight
The stream and water

Gustur, completely soaked
Frakkur feels how the boat is out of the strongest current
and the land slowly approaches

He is both aboard
Sea and on land saving
The flies that die here
Though especially himself
Eternal war and peace nowhere
But someone has to sacrifice himself
The days are long