Nevið mítt reyða
Veingjabreiðið vítt
Glóð er mítt eyga
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Syng út í myrkrið
Eg hoyri teg
Saman geva lyftini
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Rísa upp á svørtum veingjum
Svíva inn í náttina
Tú ert systir mín
Eimborin úr dimmum iva
Nú ert tú brennimerkt við mær
Og eg verji teg

Nevið mítt reyða
Veingjabreiðið vítt
Glóð er mítt eyga
Upp úr øskuni

Syng út í myrkrið
Eg hoyri teg
Saman geva lyftini
Upp úr øskuni

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Sveima vit á sterkum veingjum
Stevna inn í vissuna
Tú ert systir mín
Eldroðin úr farnum ótta
Festir í eitt brimandi bál
Men tú verjir meg

Sveima vit á fríum veingjum
Svørja at vit vilja tað
Tú ert systir mín
Eiðfastar í hvørja aðra
Orðini brend á mína húð
Aldri svíkja teg

Red my beak is dyed
Wings span far and wide
Ember is my eye
Rise from the ashes

Sing to the darkness
I'm listening
We take our twin pledges
Rise from the ashes

We ascend on tar-bright wings
Soar into the falling night
You're my sister soul
Ember-born of a dim doubt
Now you're branded with my mark
And I protect you

Red my beak is dyed
Wings span far and wide
Ember is my eye
Rise from the ashes

Sing to the darkness
I'm listening
We take our twin pledges
Rise from the ashes

We glide on powerful wings
Stride into our certainty
You're my sister soul
Cinders forged in long-forgot fear
Roar into a blazing pyre
But you protect me

We fly on unfettered wings
Swear that this be by our will
You're my sister soul
Oath-bound to each other
By words seared into my skin
Never betray you