Sjáum yfir ráSjóinn skerum fráVið siglum mastri trúSeglum þöndumMeð stýrimann í brú
Við siglum í landÍ stórgrýti og sandVið vöðum í landÓfremdarástandJá anskotann
Feginn fann ég þarÞökkum ákaflegaÍ skjóli neyðarhússOg við sváfumStórviðri ofsaði út
We see over sparsa sea, we're cutting fromWe're sailing on the mast of faith (???)We're sailing, stretching ourselvesto the steersman on the bridge.
We're sailing on the landon a big stone, on the sandWe're wading into landunknown placeYes, ...
I felt myself happy there.We are really thankfulin the pail of disaster's house.And we slept / felt asleepthe scary storm was outside / far away.