meðan slør leggjast á sjóvendar gluggarmeðan farin tíð kámast burtur í søltum hvirlummeðan morgunáin fyllist móti sínum streymi
elskar tú megelskar tú meg
meðan stjørnur enn speglast í glarum fiskaeygummeðan nýmánin styggur svimur inn í dagslýsimeðan mannabørn veittra dreymavinum farvæl
elskar tú megelskar tú meg
meðan dropadøgg fyllir blómulógvarmeðan vit titra í flógvum óvitimeðan fuglalát geisla í kvirruni
elskar tú megelskar tú meg
While a veil lays on seaward windows,while dead time passed in salty gusts,while the morning-river swells against its stream,
you love me,you love me.
While stars are still mirrored in glassy eyes of fish,while the new moon shyly swims into the daylight,while men bid their dream-friends farewell,
you love me,you love me.
While dew-drops fill the flowers,while we tremble witless at the gulf,while the warble of the birds echoes in the silence,
you love meyou love me.