Blowin' in the Wind
Bob DylanOriginal | FAROESE [Kári P.] |
BLOWIN' IN THE WIND How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man? Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly Before they're forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind. How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind. How many years can a mountain exist Before it's washed to the sea? Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist Before they're allowed to be free? Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head, Pretending he just doesn't see? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind. | TRIÐJA DAGIN EFTIR Hvølvda øskan rópar og sigur tær at tú nú hevur livað ein fullan dag aftrat plátan sum enn melur og tú legði á í gjár skal hon mala allan morgun og túsund ókomin ár Savnar saman stubbar av minnum frá ígjár skeitir eftir songini hvør var tað sum har lá her situr særdur kappi og sleikir síni sár honum vantar bert ein morgun og túsund ókomin ár Í høvdi tínum livir tað sum tá ið tað var nú samvitska tín rópar tað var tú ja tað var tú hvat kann bjarga tær frá Belsebubb eitt lættkeypt bønartár kann tað bjarga tær í morgun inn í túsund ókomin ár Á gólvi føtur fjakka inn millum spýggjuskvett brátt so dagurin sá fyrst sigarett tey fáu fet á nátthúsið kennast tung og svár og long sum allur morgunin og túsund ókomin ár Heilin spyr ein spurning tú svarar bæði og skalt tú fara tær í skápið har er ein hálv pernod tú hómar støðan hevjast móti hæddum frá ígjár brátt hvørvur hesin morgun inn í túsund ókomin ár. |