Uttjent Lyrics

Fortids redskap i rusten avmakt
Gamle spår fryst tel is
Det er stilt i skauen nå
der vi høgde på gammalt vis

Vi var menn ta skauens makt
drog tømmer i vindens skugge
Ba ei stille bønn
for døm mektige trea vi høgde

Langlikara enda sine daer her
døm gjekk ut ei novembernatt
Je leita og leita
men såg døm aldri att

Et tre på dau manns stad;
ei sliten bjørk i ensom majestet
Skauen gir og skauen tar
Slik har det vøri i all evighet

Alt vi gjorde har visna vekk
lagt ner i ei myrkgrav
Sjøl om sorga har stilna
takker je for det skauen gav

ENGLISH TRANSLATION:

Tools of the past in rusty collapse
Old frozen tracks
The woods are silent now
where we timbered the old-fashioned way

We were men bound by the forest’s strength
felled timber in the shadow of winds
A silent prayer we gave
for the mighty trees we chopped down

The end of days for the Langli men was here
They went out a night of November
I searched for a long, long time
but saw them never again

A tree on dead man’s ground
a weary birch in lonely majesty
The forest gives and the forest takes
as it has always done

All that we did has withered away
buried deep in a dark grave
Despite that the sorrow has faded
I thank the forest for what it gave