Eivør:Hjarta mítt

Míni eygu sukku í djúpa hav í natt,
Og hjarta mítt brann eins og eldur,
og sjálvt um luftin var ísakøld,
So vermdu meg tínar heitu hendur.
Nei, aldri eg gloyma man tvey eygu so rein,
Og andlitð so yndisligt, blítt,
Og um eg ikki tá var farin heim,
Tá mundi tú stolið hjarta mítt.

My eyes sank into the deep sea last night,
and my heart burnt like fire,
although the air was ice-cold,
you warmed me with your warming hands.
No, never I'll forget two eyes so clear,
and a face so lovely, and mild,
and if I'd not went home,
you might have stolen my heart.