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TýR GRíMUR Á MIðALNESI
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Källspråk: Färöiska

Gevið ljóðið og lýði á
Fátt er um at røða
Bóndin fyrstur heimin bygdi
Harum vil eg kvøða

Vítt um vegir gyltnir hjálmar syngja
Stíga á sínar hestar teir springa
Hoyrast kundi langen veg sum teirra sporar ringja
Vítt um vegir gyltnir hjálmar syngja

Frændir teir á skógin ríða
Við so góðum treysti
Sóu brenna heitan eld
Og hartil fagrar kostir

Vítt um vegir gyltnir hjálmar syngja
Stíga á sínar hestar teir springa
Hoyrast kundi langen veg sum teirra sporar ringja
Vítt um vegir gyltnir hjálmar syngja
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Gostara de tradução desta musica para Português-Brasil
obra da banda Týr Viking/Folk Metal
origem: Ilhas Feroé - Islanda
Senast redigerad av smy - 8 Februari 2008 13:55





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8 Februari 2008 13:54

casper tavernello
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This is Faroese, as the word røða (among many others) is in that language.

And the requester says: Faroe Islands-Iceland (as it was part of Iceland)

8 Februari 2008 13:56

smy
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Edited
maybe he means an accent

8 Februari 2008 14:03

casper tavernello
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I don't think so.

Teşekkürler.

8 Februari 2008 14:58

smy
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birÅŸey deÄŸil

20 Februari 2008 12:29

goncin
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Bamsa,

Would I have a bridge here? Points shared.

CC: Bamsa

21 Februari 2008 21:12

Bamsa
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Hello Goncin,

Those are lyrics so they can sound strange.

Here is the bridge:

TÝR - GRÍMUR FROM MIÐALNES

Make the sound and listen
Few are about to talk
The farmer was the first to build the world
This I will tell about

Widely on the roads golden helmets sing
Up on their horses that jump
Could be heard from far away as their spurs ring
Widely on the roads golden helmets sing

Relatives, they ride in the woods
With such a good endurance
Saw burning warm fire
And, in addition, good food

Widely on the roads golden helmets sing
Up on their horses that jump
Could be heard from far away as their spurs ring
Widely on the roads golden helmets sing