Sometimes Jónsi of Sigur Rós sings in Icelandic... A song of "Með Suð Í Eyrum Við Spilum Endalaust" Album. Translation of the "Illgresi" (Weeds) Lyrics here.
ILLGRESI
Þú sefur alveg til hádegis
Þú deyrð en lifnar við
Laufblöðin breyta um lit
Þú finnur til - ferð á fætur
Íklæddur regnkápu - þú heldur út í skammdegið
Þú rífur úr hjartarætur sem þú treður á
Með hendur í vösum, með nóg kominn
Í votu grasinu geng þangað til
Það skín á mig í gegnum trjágreinar
Lít upp og lifna við - laufblöðin breyta um lit
Við finnum yl, festum rætur
Afklæðum úr hjörtum
Við höldum út í góðan dag
Gróðursetjum og gefum líf og við springum út
Með hendur úr vösum í mold róta
Núna fjarlægjum við hugsun ljóta
Tíminn lagar allt, gefur líf, kyndir upp bál
Logar sálar
Ekki lengur kalt, hef aftur líf
Lifnar mín sál, heiminn mála
WEEDS
You sleep till noon
You died but came to life
The leaves change their colours
You ache - get up and dress
In a raincoat - you keep going into the bleak days
You tear out heart-roots that you stamp on
With your hands in your pockets, been through enough
Walking in wet grass until
It shines on me through the branches
I look up and revive - the leaves change their colours
We find our goals, put down roots
Undress our hearts
We go out into a good day
We plant and we give life and we blossom
With our hands out of the pockets in earth you delve
Now we remove ugly thoughts
Time heals all, gives life, kindles fires
Burns souls
No longer cold, alive again
My soul comes to life, paints the world
www.youtube.com/v/u_B9ywZZ3co&hl&fmt=18You died but came to life
The leaves change their colours
You ache - get up and dress
In a raincoat - you keep going into the bleak days
You tear out heart-roots that you stamp on
With your hands in your pockets, been through enough
Walking in wet grass until
It shines on me through the branches
I look up and revive - the leaves change their colours
We find our goals, put down roots
Undress our hearts
We go out into a good day
We plant and we give life and we blossom
With our hands out of the pockets in earth you delve
Now we remove ugly thoughts
Time heals all, gives life, kindles fires
Burns souls
No longer cold, alive again
My soul comes to life, paints the world
