Merete Hjortsø — Høgen song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Høgen" by Merete Hjortsø.
Lyrics
Vær hilset, høg, over granetop!
Du stoltest fugl i skoven
Du stirrer trodsigt mod himlen op
Din flugt er vild og forvoven
Du kløver brisen i vilden lyst
Mens grønligt øjnene spejde
Du hugger dit næb i din fjendes bryst
Og aldrig du skænker ham lejde
Du er en røver for Gud og mand
I blod du sølede hammen
Du ser med foragt på den vrikkende and
Der spejler sin fedme i dammen
Jeg elsker vel ej din blodige klo
Men flugtens sus på din bringe
Dit vilde blik fra dit stolte bo
Og solens blink på din vinge
Lyrics translation
Greetings, hawk, over the spruce top!
You proudest bird in the forest
You stare defiantly at the sky
Your escape is wild and forewoven
You cleave the breeze in the wild lust
While greenish eyes Scout
You chop your beak into your enemy's chest
And never you give him shelter
You're a robber to God and man
In blood you fouled the hammer
You look with contempt at the wiggling duck
That mirrors its obesity in the pond
I don't love your bloody claw
But the rush of escape on your bring
Your wild look from your proud bo
And the flashes of the sun on your wing