Fennir yfir

de Ásgeir

Walk along a weary path
The weather holds the aftermath
Inside his sadness hiding

Crying to the cliffs aloud
Careless of the hills, it bowed
The heavy wind keeps blowing

Passing over pathless steps
And pleading on the ground, oh lord!
My soul is in your keeping

Forward through the frost and snow
Following the northern glow
Inside his pain abiding

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