Visur Vatnsenda-Rósu*

My eyes and your eyes
oh those beautiful stones
mine was yours and yours was mine
you know what I mean

Long is since I saw him
truly fair he was
all that may adorn a man
most of the people carried him

You I long for most of all
heavy with the flood of tears
oh that I never had seen you
dear beloved friend

*Songs of Rose from Vatnsenda