*snufs* Jeg er så sentimental... :P

[Lykketroll *med Bolletrollet*]

Tanten til min kjære er operasangerinne, og hun har gitt ut en cd med islandske sanger, kalt "Mors Kjærlighet". Alle sangene handler om mødre. Og den ene sangen fikk meg til å gråte som en liten unge Jeg vet det bare er en sang, men jeg blir så utrolig lett rørt av sanger og filmer osv at det nesten er flaut!

 

Uansett så er det en utrolig trist, men fin sang en en mors kjærlighet til sitt barn:

 

It blows over the hills and the frosty ground

the mountain thunders, a snowstorm has begun,

the storm clouds are rushing so fast and so fast,

from sight vanishes in the deadly dark night

the road on the cold ice.

 

Who is the tearful that walks the hard snow,

seeking he road, while the sleeping child

she covers in her arms, sheltering from the cold,

beautiful in tears, but with vanishing strength-

she cannot go any further.

My dear son! so peacfully you sleep,

not seeing nor grasping the peril so grave,

that soon is upon you and threatens your life;

eternal Gods son! please help me now

saving the innocent child.

 

Then, when a new day has broken from dark,

dead she is found upon the blue ice;

A white veil of snow over the body was laid

by the merciful winter - but a gracious sun

look onto the little boy.

 

*snufse*