Rauði riddarinn

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  • čas přidán 26. 08. 2024
  • Title: Rauði riddarinn
    Music by H.I. Thorsteinsson
    Lyrics by David Stefánsson
    Performed by: Angel City Chorale
    Artistic Director: Sue Fink
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Komentáře • 13

  • @Rollur
    @Rollur Před 3 lety +1

    Brilliant, I understand your Icelandic quite well. Beautiful

  • @Defoy1908
    @Defoy1908 Před 4 lety +1

    More Awesomeness! ...........Thank you!

  • @fernandacunha7403
    @fernandacunha7403 Před 4 lety +1

    Beautiful!

  • @kpogden6487
    @kpogden6487 Před 4 lety +1

    Powerful

  • @Diwondermum
    @Diwondermum Před 4 lety +1

    Bravo!! Beautiful!

  • @flyingeaglewoman8682
    @flyingeaglewoman8682 Před 4 lety +1

    Beautiful as always! Stay safe, be well!

  • @marianapiedade1831
    @marianapiedade1831 Před 4 lety +1

    So much talent!!

  • @lourdesregina8378
    @lourdesregina8378 Před 4 lety +1

    Lindo !!!!👏👏👏👏😙

  • @vevera5
    @vevera5 Před 4 lety +1

    👏👏👏🙏🏿🙏🏿🙏🏿😍😍😍😍

  • @TheArgosReed
    @TheArgosReed Před rokem

    ICELAND!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • @babawali3021
    @babawali3021 Před 4 lety +6

    Language: Icelandic.
    English translation, please?

    • @suefink1040
      @suefink1040 Před 4 lety +1

      Babawali it’s about the red night who plunders villages. Very uplifting

    • @vde1846
      @vde1846 Před 11 měsíci

      Bit late, but more specifically it's about death/pestilence:
      No man is so lonely
      That he cannot expect as a guest
      A knight in red clothes
      Riding a pale horse.
      The knight in red clothes
      With billowing brand in hand
      Dashes so that the hoofbeats din
      Is heard throughout the land.
      The dust from his path clouds the world of man
      And dirt blows through the windows
      The knight breaks into the home
      With blood dripping of his blade.