Benni Hemm Hemm - Abbast

Abbastfur,
hnttu mr morgunveng
vertu sperrikerti minni innri blómr
vertu rek mitt barnaafmlum
sem og hrunsins
sorgarblikum

Strjktu vindhvium hughreystandi um vangann

Abbastfur,
lofau a jórtra mig
egar g hef veri tinn og tugginn
lofau a vera blur
vi lamaa, og misheppnaa
skyldi g endurholdgast

Strjktu vindkvium hughreystandi um vangann
strjktu vindkvium hughreystandi um vangann
strjktu vindkvium hughreystandi um vangann
strjktu vindkvium hughreystandi um vangann
til ryggis

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==English Translation==

Pappy lad,
tie my morning lace
be my trustful candle in boiled liver
be my stamina in children's birthday parties
and when everything falls apart
in sorrow

Stroke the wind softly on its cheak

Pappy lad,
promise to digest me
when I have been eaten and chewed
promise to treat the lame, the crippled
and the unfortunate warmly
should I be reincarnated

Stroke the wind softly on its cheak
stroke the wind softly on its cheak
stroke the wind softly on its cheak
stroke the wind softly on its cheak
just to be safe