Icelandic Folk Song on Langspil – Man ég Þig mey

I remember you, maid, as the radiant sun high in heaven shines I remember you, as the silver blue moon lowers itself into the lap of the sea I hear your heaven-whispered name, breathe with loving tone The mountain stream murmurs the beautiful name joyfully in the green pasture I look at much that longs to resemble you, That which comes from God in a good world. Sunset as smile, blue stars as eyes, lilies as pale hands I steady myself against a stone, tongue-tied, fluttering breath in my chest barely breathing The world’s light bows, stars twinkle, I desire you alone

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