Hringsól [English translation]

When everything around here seems so distorted

that a shadow army haunts me down

memories will warm a hopeful place of heart

when I don't know who I am at all.

I want to lie in the lightning of the stars,

play in the moss for a while

use the glow of the northern lights

to light our way

Down below torn to shreds

is everything that fell into my lap

Is there a place for angels in the human world

that roams around in an eternal path

You were my enthusiasm and my wishing shrine

my ray of sun in the night, too

but it is weak, it is weak, my dear hope

good guardian spirits sleep peacefully

Down below torn to shreds

is everything that fell into my lap

Is there a place for angels in the human world

that circles around in an eternal path

that roams

that roams

Down below torn to shreds

is everything that fell into my lap

Is there a place for angels in the human world

that circles around in an eternal path

• Artist:Ásgeir
• Album:Sátt (2020)