"Luktar Gvendur" lyrics

Björk Guðmundsdóttir & Tríó Guðmundar Ingólfssonar Lyrics

"Luktar Gvendur"

Hann veitti birtu á bádar hendur,
Um baeinn sérhvert kvöld
Hann luktar Gvendur á liðinni öld

Á gráum hærum gloggt var kenndur
Vid glampa á ljosafjöld
Hann luktar Gvendur á lidinni öld

Hann heyrdist ganga hægt og hljótt
Um hverja götu fram á nott
Hans hjartasá med bros á brá

Ef ungan sveinn og yngismey
Hann adeins sá hann kveikti ei
En eftirlét theim rókkur skuggablá

Í endur minning æskutid
Hann aftur leit, en ástmey blid
Hann örmum vafði fast svo ung og smá

Hann veitti birtu á bádar hendur
Um bæinn sérhvert kvöld
Hann luktar Gvendur á lidinni öld

Hann heyrdist ganga haegt og hljótt
Um hverja götu fram á nott
Hans hjartasá med bros á brá

Ef ungan sveinn og yngismey
Hann adeins sá hann kveikti ei
En eftirlét theim rókkur skuggablá

Í endur minning aeskutid
Hann aftur leit, en ástmey blid
Hann örmum vafði fast svo ung og smá

Hann veitti birtu á bádar hendur
Um baeinn sérhvert kvöld
Hann luktar Gvendur á lidinni öl


Thanks to maatonka for adding these lyrics.
Writer(s): Bjork Gudmundsdottir
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