Hula
Þá herrann heldur dóm
Hjáipar engum hræsnin tóm
Allt mitt skal ég þóknast þér
Þar til, bið ég hjálpaðu mér
Undrast ei álòg min
Miskunn mun ég hljóta andans nað
Fysn hóldsins gamnar sér
Skrúða alls hins hóta nu ég ber
Í gnistri tanna ég gratbið nú
Bikar heiftar drýpur af
Í gnistri tanna ég gratbið nú
Bikar heiftar drýpur af
Í gnistri tanna ég gratbið nú
Bikar heiftar drýpur af
Í gnistri tanna ég gratbið nú
Bikar heiftar drýpur af
Ég drýpur af
Hula
Then the Lord holds court
No one helps the empty hypocrite
I’ll do anything to please you
Until then, I ask you to help me
Don’t be surprised by my magic
I’ll receive mercy from the spirit’s grace
The joy of the world is having fun
I’m now carrying the weight of it all
In the sparkle of teeth, I’m begging now
The cup of rage drips down
In the sparkle of teeth, I’m begging now
The cup of rage drips down
In the sparkle of teeth, I’m begging now
The cup of rage drips down
In the sparkle of teeth, I’m begging now
The cup of rage drips down
I’m dripping down