Opanaġu gluggann svo sálin geti flogi frjáls
(Open the window and let the spirit fly free)

A murder of crows circle
Let that be our unity
Swallows dance upon the wind
Let that be our freedom
Swans glide across the water
Let that be our love
Nightingales sing so sweet
Let that be our song
An owl, alert and wise
Let that be our thoughts
A hummingbird, so delicate and beautiful
Let that be you
A corvus, of thought, of memory
Let that be me.

Mudcrow
30 Dec. 2000


the title is in Icelandic, the translation underneath



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