My favorite. It's about Leppalúði. He is a troll the second husbond of Grýla, the ugly troll. She had 13 sons with her exhusbond and they are the Julelads. Litle wild, naughty but still so lovely julelads. They bring children gift in their shoes, which they leave in the windows. Grýla goes avay too, so Leppalúði which is a kind of a whimp is alone home in the cave in the mountains with the ugky Christmas cats, and feels lonely.
Lyrics in English (Google Translation) Leppalúði Well then, it's another Christmas I feel the anxiety pour over me I rolled over in bed, all sweaty and drowsy Can not sleep Suddenly I hear a thud in the lobby I go ahead and go for a walk Kengbogin the invisible guard turns around and says: "What do you want on your feet, you poor thing?" I answer, "Oh, my love, can you not be home at Christmas like this once?" She hisses: "Don't you just want to yell?" Poor boy Alone at home at Christmas Abandoned, poor little Leppalúði. (poor little Leppalúði) Do not scold, this will be fine Do not cry dear little Leppalúði. (dear little Leppalúði) Imagine the situation Huge, empty cave Ice-cold draft suction Nothing to worry about, laying cables and gums in the barren fridge But this is how it is every year I put Jussi Björling on the flag, oh holy night Then sit in the shower base, unscrew and cry Alone at home, poor boy Miserable by the porridge valley In Esjuhlíðar everything is quiet Lonely on Christmas night Oh, poor thing Alone at home at Christmas Abandoned, poor little Leppalúði. (poor little Leppalúði) Do not scold, this will be fine Harden yourself, dear little Leppalúði. (dear little Leppalúði) Wait, what was that? This must have been the cat Fuck! It would be like being eaten on Christmas night Oops No worse way than any other to end this misery It's not like I got a new garment from the old woman's mess. (alone at home) Or these abominable abominations, her sons. (alone at home, poor him) Alone at home, poor me Kerlingaroltun, go away (alone at home, poor him) Alone at home, a little ugly Leppalúði Yellow arrow, orange, haha
+Yatrowi The band is batshit. They haven´t produced anything really creative or productive in years. Because of that fewer and fewer people buy their CD´s.
My favorite. It's about Leppalúði. He is a troll the second husbond of Grýla, the ugly troll.
She had 13 sons with her exhusbond and they are the Julelads. Litle wild, naughty but still so lovely julelads. They bring children gift in their shoes, which they leave in the windows. Grýla goes avay too, so Leppalúði which is a kind of a whimp is alone home in the cave in the mountains with the ugky Christmas cats, and feels lonely.
Love it!
Frábært 🇮🇸🇮🇸 Sakna Íslands stundum 🤪🍄💕🤞🏼
Lyrics in English (Google Translation)
Leppalúði
Well then, it's another Christmas
I feel the anxiety pour over me
I rolled over in bed, all sweaty and drowsy
Can not sleep
Suddenly I hear a thud in the lobby
I go ahead and go for a walk
Kengbogin the invisible guard turns around and says: "What do you want on your feet, you poor thing?"
I answer, "Oh, my love, can you not be home at Christmas like this once?"
She hisses: "Don't you just want to yell?"
Poor boy
Alone at home at Christmas
Abandoned, poor little Leppalúði. (poor little Leppalúði)
Do not scold, this will be fine
Do not cry dear little Leppalúði. (dear little Leppalúði)
Imagine the situation
Huge, empty cave
Ice-cold draft suction
Nothing to worry about, laying cables and gums in the barren fridge
But this is how it is every year
I put Jussi Björling on the flag, oh holy night
Then sit in the shower base, unscrew and cry
Alone at home, poor boy
Miserable by the porridge valley
In Esjuhlíðar everything is quiet
Lonely on Christmas night
Oh, poor thing
Alone at home at Christmas
Abandoned, poor little Leppalúði. (poor little Leppalúði)
Do not scold, this will be fine
Harden yourself, dear little Leppalúði. (dear little Leppalúði)
Wait, what was that?
This must have been the cat
Fuck! It would be like being eaten on Christmas night
Oops
No worse way than any other to end this misery
It's not like I got a new garment from the old woman's mess. (alone at home)
Or these abominable abominations, her sons. (alone at home, poor him)
Alone at home, poor me
Kerlingaroltun, go away (alone at home, poor him)
Alone at home, a little ugly Leppalúði
Yellow arrow, orange, haha
Briljant
Have they done Jólakötturinn too?
Oh my God, I've got to learn Icelandic!
Mikil samúð hér á bæ.
Very cool. :-D
👏
does anyone have the lyrics or the translation of this music? :)
+Yatrowi The band is batshit. They haven´t produced anything really creative or productive in years. Because of that fewer and fewer people buy their CD´s.
+Yatukih001 :/ understood... thanks anyway :D
I recommend their early songs...
+Yatukih001 can you tell me which one/ones, please?
I haven´t listened to many enough to know which ones I consider the best ones...
Ha ha ég er frá íslandi og allir hinir eru frá útlöndum 😂😂😂
ég elka þetta lag
NerdyDan o
Æði
flott
bara snilld
:)