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Summer Solstice Sofdu unga astin min 2015 and bits and pieces

June 21, 2015

Sofdu unga astin min

Rannveig Sif Sigurdardottir

https://myspace.com/rannveigsifsig/music/song/sofdu-unga-astin-min-11601536-11402720

Click it several times and it plays without signing in. This version is hypnotic.

http://secretsolstice.is/#!/information/faq

Will Russia invade Ukraine this week?  Perhaps.

When is Putin’s best window?  Summer of 2015 may be the time that he can get away with it the best.  As 2016 rolls in, Obama may fear the new president investigating him and so may heed a harder line.  NATO countries may be willing to push harder because they know a new president will be here within a year.

If Hillary Clinton is elected will Putin still have leverage over her? Perhaps. But she is White and so is accountable more so than Obama.  Whites are always held to account more than Blacks. So the GOP Congress can impeach her if she repeats the same Obama weakness.

The public will hold Hillary Clinton to a higher standard than Obama. They are tired of presidents who are not held accountable.  So the buck stops with Hillary Clinton more so than Obama.

The summer of 2015 is the best time for a Putin invasion.

Sofdu unga astin min 2014

July 13, 2014

A little late on my annual post on Sofdu unga astin min

https://myspace.com/rannveigsifsig/music/song/sofdu-unga-astin-min-11601536-11402720

Click it several times and it plays without signing in. This version is hypnotic.

Following has a more Scandinavian accent.

Sofðu unga ástin mín (Sleep my young love) – Icelandic lullaby

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iPncFLlxGwY

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J%C3%B3hann_Sigurj%C3%B3nsson

Jóhann Sigurjónsson (June 19, 1880 – August 31, 1919) was an Icelandic playwright and poet. Atypically, Jóhann wrote plays and poetry in both his native Icelandic and in Danish.

Sofðu unga ástin mín (Sleep my young love) / Vögguljóð. Vögguvísa. Íslenskt þjóðlag. Icelandic lullaby. Lullaby from Iceland. Folk song in Icelandic language. It was composed by Icelandic poet Jóhann Sigurjónsson (1880 – 1919).

Lyrics in Icelandic:

Sofðu unga ástin mín.
Úti regnið grætur.
Mamma geymir gullin þín,
gamla leggi og völuskrín.
Við skulum ekki vaka um dimmar nætur.

Það er margt sem myrkrið veit,
minn er hugur þungur.
Oft ég svarta sandinn leit
svíða grænan engireit.
Í jöklinum hljóða dauðadjúpar sprungur.

Sofðu lengi, sofðu rótt,
seint mun best að vakna.
Mæðan kenna mun þér fljótt,
meðan hallar degi skjótt,
að mennirnir elska, missa, gráta og sakna.

English:

Sleep, my young love.
Outside the rain is weeping.
Mummy is watching over your treasure,
an old bone and a round case.
We should not stay awake through dim nights.

There is much that darkness knows,
my mind is heavy.
Often I saw black sand
burning the green meadow.
In the glacier cracks are rumbling deep as death.

Sleep for a long time, sleep quietly,
it is best to wake up late.
Sorrow will teach you soon,
while the day is quickly decaying,
that men love, lose, cry and mourn.

http://www.snerpa.is/allt_hitt/textasafn/Vogguljod/

This fits the topic of the last post and is dedicated to Pierre Wauthier.

‘Sofðu unga ástin mín’ This one is for Edward Snowden future Icelandic saga hero

June 22, 2013

Sofðu unga ástin mín

Gudrun Ingimars Sofdu unga ástin mín Icelandic Folksong

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vInLKDvPi_4

Another version

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Jh4M-g3dqs

As I wrote last Midsummer:

Rannveig Sif Sigurdardottir has a beautiful voice and sings the traditional Icelandic lullaby Sofdu unga astin min.

http://www.myspace.com/rannveigsifsig

Since then Edward Snowden has emerged as a potential new addition to the Icelandic heroes of old. Surely a saga is brewing from the North.

Bambi learns how to speak Icelandic, learn along!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hNM1yGaZ468

Common Phrases in Icelandic Language : Simple Greetings in Icelandic

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GxzhWkMD3co

Iceland Midsummer.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y_NI2_g8JUg

Althing at Thingvellir, Iceland (English)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MStq81cLn6M

Althing is opposite of NSA, DOJ, Eastern District of Virginia forum shopping for harsh judges. Just the fact that the case is to be heard in the Eastern District of Virginia for a crime alleged to happen in Hawaii shows it is political and that it is intended to deny Edward Snowden a fair trial.

“Ex-NSA official on Snowden and the U.S. spy leviathan ” Thomas Drake

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WsrEqC2ABlg

Back to Althing. Asylum for Edward Snowden.

Þingvellir – June 14 2010 (Iceland)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=91LIhYYz0O4

Á Sprengisandi (At Sprengisandur) – Icelandic folk song by Bergþór Pálsson

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DQxDJ0BVOB4

Olafur Vignir Sigurvinsson is the businessman trying to help bring Edward Snowden to Iceland.

Birgitta Jónsdóttir is a member of the Althing. Her webpage:

http://joyb.blogspot.com/2013/05/is-whitewashpost-manufacturing-consent.html

She is trying to help Edward Snowden get asylum in Iceland.

http://edward-snowden.net/tag/birgitta-jonsdottir/

Next Midsummer, Edward Snowden will be in Iceland, hopefully at Thingvellir. Edward Snowden part of the Pantheon of Icelandic Heroes. They are part of why we have freedom and democracy today. Edward Snowden is their heir.

Rannveig Sif Sigurdardottir Sofdu unga astin min

June 17, 2012

Rannveig Sif Sigurdardottir has a beautiful voice and sings the traditional Icelandic lullaby Sofdu unga astin min.

http://www.myspace.com/rannveigsifsig

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lu0jncABVjQ

  • Sofðu unga ástin mín Úti regnið grætur Mamma geymir gullin þín gamla leggi og völuskrín Við skulum ekki vaka um dimmar nætur Það er margt sem myrkrið veit minn er hugur þungur Oft ég svarta sandinn leit svíða grænan engireit Í jöklinum hljóða dauðadjúpar sprungur Sofðu lengi, sofðu rótt seint mun best að vakna Mæðan kenna mun þér fljótt meðan hallar degi skjótt að mennirnir elska missa gráta og sakna

    cataedu 4 years ago 41

  • Sleep my little loved one sleep tears of rain are teeming Mother will your treasures keep precious toys from bones of sheep till daylight puts an end to dreaming All the woes which darkness knows make my spirit languish Pitch-black sands I’ve often seen burn away the fields of green the glacier’s lifeless depths cry out in anguish Sleep my baby sleep content you must learn tomorrow Nature never can relent fleeting daylight soon is spent and life’s a tale of love and loss and sorrow

    cataedu 4 years ago 36

I like to listen to her recording of this lullaby whenever we get close to Midsummer’s Eve, St. John’s Eve for Christians.  This year the June Solstice is on Wednesday, June 20, 2012, as Google helpfully tells us.

http://www.daysuntil.com/Midsummer-Eve/index.html#Midsummer-Eve-8696

June 19, 2012 is Midsummer’s Eve according to this website, which just takes the day before the Solistice.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Midsummer_Eve#United_Kingdom

 

 

Midsummer’s Day Rannveig Sif Sigurdardottir

June 21, 2010

Celebreate Midsummer’s Day with some of the music of Rannveig Sif Sigurdardottir. Her voice is hauntingly beautiful.

Pricess Aurora and Sofðu unga ástin mín.

http://www.myspace.com/rannveigsifsig

Sofðu unga ástin mín

Also here

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lu0jncABVjQ&feature=related

http://is.wikisource.org/wiki/Sof%C3%B0u,_unga_%C3%A1stin_m%C3%ADn

Sleep my little loved one sleep
tears of rain are teeming
Mother will your treasures keep
precious toys from bones of sheep
till daylight puts an end to dreaming
All the woes which darkness knows
make my spirit languish
Pitch-black sands I’ve often seen
burn away the fields of green
the glacier’s lifeless depths cry out in anguish
Sleep my baby sleep content
you must learn tomorrow
Nature never can relent
fleeting daylight soon is spent
and life’s a tale of love and loss and sorrow

Sofðu unga ástin mín
Úti regnið grætur
Mamma geymir gullin þín
gamla leggi og völuskrín
Við skulum ekki vaka um dimmar nætur
Það er margt sem myrkrið veit
minn er hugur þungur
Oft ég svarta sandinn leit
svíða grænan engireit
Í jöklinum hljóða dauðadjúpar sprungur
Sofðu lengi, sofðu rótt
seint mun best að vakna
Mæðan kenna mun þér fljótt
meðan hallar degi skjótt
að mennirnir elska missa gráta og sakna

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fjalla-Eyvindur

http://icelandreview.com/icelandreview/search/news/Default.asp?ew_0_a_id=295450

==Excerpt

The most beautiful Icelandic lullaby of all Sofdu unga ástin mín (“Sleep my young darling”) is perhaps also the most terrifying. Because in this song, sleeping refers to dying. It was written by Jóhann Sigurjónsson (1880-1919) for his play about the most famous Icelandic outlaws, Fjalla-Eyvindur and his wife Halla, who lived in Iceland’s highlands in the late 18th century. Halla sang this song to her baby before she threw it into a waterfall so she could follow her husband on his run from the authorities. The last verse goes like this:

Sofdu lengi, sofdu rótt,
seint mun best ad vakna.
Maedan kenna mun thér fljótt,
medan hallar degi skjótt.
Ad mennirnir elska, missa, gráta og sakna.

“Sleep long, sleep tight,
it is best to wake up late.
The hardship will teach you soon,
while the day turns to night,
that people feel love, loss, sadness and longing.”

As for Halla and Fjalla-Eyvindur… killing their own newborn is horrifying, of course. But sometimes, in the harsh reality of Iceland’s past, parents had no other choice. There were already too many mouths to feed and every other child was dying of hunger or disease anyway. Or the mother was not married and would have to face horrible punishment if her guilt of pre-marital sex were brought to light (although the child’s father would be off the hook, naturally), and a fate worse than death could be awaiting the child. It would often be taken away from the mother and become a nidursetningur, a pauper, and be sent to a farm, often as some kind of slave. It would have to work harder than anyone else, survive off the scraps from the table and be subject to bullying and beating.

The practice of bera út, abandoning a child in nature to die of exposure, was so important to Icelanders that it was one of the three exceptions they were granted when the nation converted to Christianity in 1000 AD. The other two exceptions were eating horse meat (which you’ll still find in the grocer’s meat case) and ritual scarification carried out in secret.

So, even though Icelandic lullabies are creepy, they are also an important testimony to the past. And, as long as today’s children won’t be too scared to fall asleep, these rhymes should be used to lull them into slumber. If for no other reason than the relief that there is no face in the window, that young children are not made to look for lambs in the mountains and that they will never, ever be thrown into waterfalls.

Sleep tight.
ESA – eyglo@icelandreview.com
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dettifoss

We are on the run from the PC authorities. The White Race is The Outlaw Race. We are now required to throw the White Race baby into the Dettifoss of Liberalism and its favored races where we supposedly merge with them. But in fact, its death for us. Its death for our baby. Its death for our race.

The Liberal Waterfall as a safe place for us is a lie. We have to wake up from the Liberal Lullaby and fight back as the Outlaw Race. We must wake up and wake up those next to us. Only then can we regain our lands. Only then can we live. Wake up from the Liberal madness before its too late.

There is no social security and medicare and state pensions and rising stock markets in our future if we let the Liberal Lullaby lull us into letting them throw us into the Waterfall. Its our old age not just our babies that they are throwing into the Waterfall of the other races. Everything about the Liberal promises is a lie. We must wake up in time for both old and young.

We must wake up also for our middle generations who find themselves facing perpetual discrimination and exclusion. We have only 11 million manufacturing jobs left. This is the fate Liberalism pushes us into.

Only when the White Race is united can it resist the living death for young, middle and old that the Laughing Liberal Faces on MSM have laid out for us. Only as warriors can we be safe. There is no other way. There is no other path.

http://www.google.com/images?hl=en&q=Dettifoss&cts=1277165643518&um=1&ie=UTF-8&source=og&sa=N&tab=wi

We must throw the Lies of Liberalism into the Dettifoss. Let their lies mix their with their chosen races. We must stand for our truth and our people.

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