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Ríðum, ríðum og rekum yfir sandinn, rennur sól á bak við Arnarfell, hér á reiki er margur óhreinn andinn, úr því fer að skyggja á jökulsvell; Drottinn leiði drösulinn minn, drjúgur verður síðasti áfanginn. Drottinn leiði drösulinn minn, drjúgur verður síðasti áfanginn. Þey þey! þey þey! þaut í holti tófa, þurran vill hún blóði væta góm, eða líka einhver var að hóa undarlega digrum karlaróm; útilegumenn í Ódáðahraun eru kannske að smala fé á laun. útilegumenn í Ódáðahraun eru kannske að smala fé á laun. Ríðum, ríðum, rekum yfir sandinn, rökkrið er að síða á Herðubreið, álfadrottning er að beisla gandinn, ekki er gott að verða á hennar leið; vænsta klárinn vildi ég gefa til að vera kominn ofan í Kiðagil vænsta klárinn vildi ég gefa til að vera kominn ofan í Kiðagil
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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by Sigvaldi S. Kaldalóns (1881 - 1946), "Á Sprengisandi" [ sung text checked 1 time]
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- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "À Sprengisandur", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this text: Guy Laffaille [Guest Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2015-08-16
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Chevauche, chevauche sur le sable, Le soleil se couche derrière Arnafell, Ici tout autour de nombreux esprits mauvais approchent, Le crépuscule tombe sur le glacier ; Que le seigneur mène mon cheval, La dernière étape va être difficile. Que le Seigneur mène mon cheval, La dernière étape va être difficile. Chut, chut ! Chut, chut ! Un renard a couru sur la colline, Il veut humecter sa bouche sèche avec du sang ; Ou quelqu'un a crié Avec une voix grave étrange ; Peut-être des voleurs à Odadahraun Entourent le salaire des bergers. Peut-être des voleurs à Odadahraun Entourent le salaire des bergers. Chevauche, chevauche sur le sable, L'obscurité tombe sur Herdubreid, La reine des elfes met la bride à son cheval, Ce n'est pas bon de la rencontrer, Je donnerais mon plus beau cheval Pour arriver à Kidagil. Je donnerais mon plus beau cheval Pour arriver à Kidagil.
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- Translation from Icelandic (Íslenska) to French (Français) copyright © 2015 by Guy Laffaille, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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- a text in Icelandic (Íslenska) from Volkslieder (Folksongs)
This text was added to the website: 2015-08-20
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