Windir Saknet Lyrics

Mørke spaigla mine kjainsle, men da e ait hål i spaiggedl.
Ait hål so ikkje enda, akkorat so sakne i sjeli mi.
Håle e so sakne i sjeli mi. Sakne e so håle, endelaust...
Sakne itte nåke inårmt so eg hadde, da eg hadde va lika stort so sakne,
inårmt... Eg lika smerte, men eg lika ra igentle ikkje...
Eg skrike, men eg skrike igentle ikkje...
Eg dåyr, men eg dåyr igentle ikkje...
Eg sakna... Fø meg e mørke so dagen fø deg å ri andre.
Fø meg e dagen so mørke fø deg å ri andre.
Fø meg e skrike so lattern fø deg å ri andre.
Fø meg e dauen so live fø deg å ri andre.
Dystert da e, å tainkja slik, dystert da e, å vera slik,
dystert da e, å liva slik, dystert da e, eg lika ra slik...
Dystert e ra å dystert ska ra vera. Mørt e ra å mørt ska ra vera.
Ont e ra å ont ska ra vera. Sakne e rar, men da ska rar ikkje vera...
Da ain ikkje bør gjera e da eg sakna meste,
da ain ikkje bør saia e da eg sakna meste, du skjønna kå eg maina,
da e deg eg sakna adle meste...
Da eg ha møst ha saora, da vi'kkje bedra seg me aori.
Da ha berra våre ont, å sakna ha våre tongt.
Smerte, no lika e'ra... Skrik, no skrike eg...
Dau, no dåyr eg... Sakn, eg sakna reg...
Eg dåyr fø'ra eg sakna... Å eg sakna itte dauen..

~~ENGLISH TRANSLATION~~

The Longing

The darkness reflects my emotions,
but there is a hollowness in the reflection.
A hollowness that does not end,
just like the longing in my soul.

The hollowness is like the longing in my soul.
The longing is like the hollowness, endless.
The longing after something tremendous that I had.
What I had was just as great as the longing; enormous.

I enjoy pain, but I don't really like it...
I scream but I don't really scream...
I die but I don't really die...
I long...

The dark is for me like the day for you and the others.
The day is for me like the dark for you and the others.
The scream is for me like the laughter for you and the others.
Death is for me like life for you and the others.

Dismal it is to think this way-
Dismal it is to be this way-
Dismal it is to live this way-
Dismal it is, I enjoy it this way...

Dismal it is and dismal it shall be.
Dark it is and dark it will be.
Evil it is and evil it shall be.
The longing is there, but it should not be there...

What one should not do, I long for the most.
What one should not say, I long for the most.
You know what I mean,
it is you I long for the most...

What I lost has hurt,
it will never end.
It has only been painful.
And the longing has been hard.

Pain- now I like it...
Scream- now I scream
Death- now I die...
Longing- I long for you

I die because I long, and I long for death...