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Originally Posted by Petula07
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Hey Petula07,
I've been listening through your Youtube collection of over 50 videos. I especially enjoyed
Faun's "Egil Saga." I like the somber, ominous echo sounds, the meshing of new instruments with old instruments (a recorder or block flute and a lovely stringed instrument). Plus, the lyrics in Icelandic are interesting to hear!
I read that the group sings songs in a variety of languages. I'll plan to listen to more of Faun, because this video you posted on your site definitely piqued my interest:
I found the translation of the Icelandic lyrics to EGIL SAGA on someone's MySpace:
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EGIL SAGA:
words: S. Sturlurson 13th century
music: Elisabeth Pawelke & Faun
Egil’s saga Skallagrimssonar is the myth about the most outstanding skald in the 10th century: “Egil Skallagrimsson”. In the extract set here he heals a girl, who has been taken ill because of wrongly-scratched runes on smoothed out fish bone. Only by means of the properly-employed rune magic of Egil the skald does the girl awake as from a bad dream.
English text (translation)
“She has been ill for a long time,
she has the exhaustion,
cannot sleep any night and was
as if she had lost reason and shape.”
Runes have been scratched therefore, it is a farmer’s son,
not far from here, he has done that,
but afterwards it was
much worse than before.
Egil scratched runes and placed them under the cushion of the bed
she rested on.
It was to her as if she had awoken from sleep,
and she said she was well now.
Chorus:
No man shall scratch runes
Not being able to use them well;
Many a man is misled
by dark forces.
Ten secret runes have I seen
Scratched on smoothed out fish bone;
For the girl this has caused
sorrow for a long time.
Original Text
“Hefir hon haft langan vanmátt,“
ok pat var krom mikil;
fekk hon enga nótt svefn ok var
sem hamstoli vaeri.
“Ristnar hafa verit rúnar, ok er sá einn bóndason
hedan skammt í brott, er pat gerdi,
ok er sidan miklu
verr en adr.
Egil reist rúnar ok lagdi undir hoegendit
Í hvíluna, par er hon hvildi;
henni potti sem hon vaknadi or svefni ok sagdi
at hon var pá heil.
Refrain:
Skalat madr rúnar rista,
nema rada vel kunni,
pat verdr mrgum manni,
es of myrkvan staaf villisk;
sák á telgdu talkni
tiu launstafi ristna,
pat hefr lauka lindi
langs ofrtrega fengit.
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