Another poem that came to me in my own Norwegian dialect. Translation follows.


Vinnen - The Wind

Eg jer meg sjøl åve

all mi smerte
alle dei illusjonane

bare røyk i vinnen
ein krafti storm

så vakker å syngane

eg jer meg sjøl øve te vinnen
å vinnen tar meg imot

så eg

flyr

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I surrender myself

all my pain
all those illusions

only smoke in the wind
a powerful storm

so beautiful and singing loud

I surrender myself to the wind
and she catches me

so I

fly




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Written on 2012-03-06 at 23:41

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I agree with Amy. This is a lovely breeze.
2012-03-16


Amy Valentina
Simple and so beautiful... 'So I Fly'

LOL,
Amy
2012-03-07

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by SecretWords