I Love You, But the Mountains Claim Me 🐺 YRSA VANE | Úlfaþytur (Home) Lyrics IS/EN

I love you, but the mountains claim me. 🐺 "Úlfaþytur (Home)" by Yrsa Vane. Nordic folk with Viking drums, sung in Icelandic, with the English adaptation on screen. Inspired by the Norse myth of Skaði and Njörðr: the huntress of the snowy mountains married the god of the sea, but she could not sleep by the cry of the gulls, and he could not sleep by the howl of the wolves. Úlfaþytur means "the howling of wolves", the sound that sings her home. Sea or mountains, where is home for you? Tell me below 👇 🎧 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/4OcI4... Website: https://yrsa-vane.com/ 🔔 Subscribe for new songs from Yrsa Vane ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ LYRICS ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ heim Salt á vörum, sjór við stein, mávar gráta, ég ligg ein. Þú sefur rótt við öldunið, ég vaki ein og bið um frið. Langt í norðri, snjór og fjöll, úlfar kalla, nóttin öll. Ég valdi þig, ég sá þinn fót, nú er hjartað brotið grjót. Heyrðu, heyrðu, úlfar syngja, heyrðu, heyrðu, fjöllin kalla. Úlfaþytur, syngdu mig heim, Úlfaþytur, yfir snjó, Úlfaþytur, ég kem í nótt, ég elska þig, en fjöllin eiga mig. Skíðin bíða, boginn minn, kaldur vindur strýkur kinn. Augu föður, stjörnur tvær, horfa á mig, koma nær. Heyrðu, heyrðu, úlfar syngja, heyrðu, heyrðu, fjöllin kalla. Úlfaþytur, syngdu mig heim, Úlfaþytur, yfir snjó, Úlfaþytur, ég kem í nótt, ég elska þig, en fjöllin eiga mig. Ég get ekki sofið við sjóinn, úlfarnir syngja mig í svefn. Heim, heim, heim, heim, heim, heim, heim, heim Úlfaþytur, syngdu mig heim, Úlfaþytur, yfir snjó, Úlfaþytur, bíddu ei, Úlfaþytur, ég er komin heim. Heeeim Ég elska þig, en fjöllin eiga mig. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ LYRICS (English adaptation) ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Home Salt on my lips, the sea on stone, gulls are weeping, I lie alone. You sleep so calm to the ocean's sound, I lie awake, no peace is found. Far to the north, the mountains white, the wolves are calling all the night. I chose you by your feet alone, now my heart is broken stone. Listen, listen, the wolves are singing, listen, listen, the mountains calling. Howling wolves, sing me home, howling wolves, across the snow, howling wolves, I come tonight, I love you, but the mountains claim me. My skis lie waiting, and my bow, the cold wind strokes my cheek with snow. My father's eyes, two stars so bright, they watch me, closer every night. Listen, listen, the wolves are singing, listen, listen, the mountains calling. Howling wolves, sing me home, howling wolves, across the snow, howling wolves, I come tonight, I love you, but the mountains claim me. I cannot sleep beside the sea, the wolves will sing me into sleep. Home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home Howling wolves, sing me home, howling wolves, across the snow, howling wolves, wait no more, howling wolves, I have come home. Hooome I love you, but the mountains claim me. #YrsaVane #Úlfaþytur #NordicFolk #VikingMusic #LyricVideo