Текст песни tvirinn - Дженни из Старых Камней

I'll sing you a song about Jenny,
Jenny from about old stones.
It is wild flowers in her plait braided.

Oh, Jenny, that happened to you,
Why have you left the house?
Among the shadows look for Now
His king ...

The stream that has dried up the whole,
From the close of winter froze.
In which our son Eygona
He watered his horse.

And would the house, Jenny,
Embroidered with beads to flax.
Do not be crying doom,
Above that eats fire.

Summer sun, brighter than gold
There were strands of her hair.
At the creek kissed Jenny,
People Prince called dragonflies.

In the light of the moon flowers fell asleep,
They folded their petals.
Flower bloomed only her parted lips,
And another ...

Our Jenny, Jenny ...
Jenny-and-and-Jenny Jae-and ...

***

The castle became a summer day shorter
They say, then, the case for winter.
To his father with his young wife
Prince rushed on one horse.

& Quot; From the throne, Father, I have renounced,
As I your hard Throne. & Quot;
But the traitors of all hazardous ones
Those who wish for the crown.