Reproduced with kind permission from Kringvarp Føroya.
Hamradun performing “Fagra Blóma” live at the
Sound Art Live Theater (SALT) on Suduroy.
Recorded for Faroese television in 2019.
Lyrics: Poul F. Joensen (1898-1970)
Music: Hanus G. Johansen
Arrangement: Hamradun
Line-up:
Pól Arni Holm – lead vocals. Uni Debess: guitar/vocals. John Egholm: guitar/vocals. Finnur Hansen: keyboards/vocals. Heri Reynheim: bass. Rani H. Christiansen: drums.
Crew:
Hans Petur Hansen, Mathias Dimon Næs, Bjarni Rubeksen: camera operators. Albin W. Ísaksson: lights. Alexander Gaard: sound recording. Magnus Gaard Hansen: CCU. Finnur Hansen: sound editing. Rúni Friis Kjær: producer
Lyrics:
Fagra blóma, tú sum prýðir
fjallatindar, berg og skørð,
bø og ong og grønar líðir,
hvat er fagrari á jørð?
Eina blómu tó eg kenni,
fagrast hon av øllum er,
sjálvt ei rósan líkist henni,
tað er hon eg valdi mær.
Blómur spretta móti vári,
følna, tá ið heystið er,
mín, hon blóma man alt árið,
um so kalt og kavi er.
Einaferð hon bert kann blóma,
følnar hon, eg følni við.
Fylgja skal eg blómu míni,
til tann síðsta hvíldarfrið.
Swedish translation:
Fagra blomma, du som pryder
fjällens höjder, berg och skär,
mark och äng och gröna lider,
Ack, så skönt du jorden klär!
En så’n blomma känner jag till,
fagrast hon av alla är,
fast ej rosen liknar henne,
vill jag hålla henne kär.
Blommor slogo ut mot våren
dogo, när den oss förlät,
min, hon blommar hela året,
ock när snön här ligger tät.
Blott en gång så kan hon blomma,
vissnar hon, så vissnar jag.
Troget följer jag min blomma,
tills mitt sista hjärteslag.
English translaton:
Beautiful flower, you who decorate
mountain peaks, cliff and pass,
field and meadow and green slopes,
what is more beautiful on earth?
However, I know a flower,
she is the most beautiful of all,
not even a rose compares to her,
she is the one I chose for myself.
Flowers sprout towards Spring,
wither when it´s Autumn,
mine, she blooms all year,
even if there´s cold and snow.
She can only blossom once,
she withers, I wither with her.
I will accompany my flower
to the final resting place