Fuglar
Bjork Lyrics
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Har úti kalla heimsins endi
Flúgva fuglar
Og skríggja
Symfoni um lív
Úti við heimsins enda flúgva fuglar
Úti við heimsins enda skríggja
Ein og ein tríggjir
Ein og fýra hundrað fleiri
Fimm sjey
Túsundvís eg hoyri
Prógva lív
The lyrics to Björk's Fuglar are about the symphony of life, as represented by birds flying and screaming at the end of the world. The first two lines set the scene of the song, describing a cold and faraway place that seems to be the end of the world. The next line talks about the birds, who are the main focus of the song. They are described as flying and screaming, which could be interpreted as a representation of the chaos and unpredictability of life. The birds are also said to be creating a symphony, which could either mean that the disarray of life forms a kind of harmony, or that the birds are actually singing a melody.
The next four lines talk about the sheer number of birds that can be heard in this symphony of life. They are described as flying at the end of the world, implying that they are witnesses and perhaps even participants in the apocalypse. The singer hears thousands of birds, which could either be seen as evidence of the scale of this symphony or as a kind of cacophony, depending on how one interprets the song. The last line, "Prógva lív," translates to "test life" in English. This line could be interpreted in many ways, but it seems to suggest that life is something that is constantly being tested, perhaps by the chaos and unpredictability that the birds represent.
Line by Line Meaning
Langt úti
Far away
Har úti kalla heimsins endi
There, out there, at the cold end of the world
Flúgva fuglar
Birds fly
Og skríggja
And scream
Symfoni um lív
Symphony of life
Úti við heimsins enda flúgva fuglar
Out there, at the cold end of the world, birds fly
Úti við heimsins enda skríggja
Out there, at the cold end of the world, they scream
Ein og ein tríggjir
One by one they gather
Hundrað fleiri
A hundred more
Ein og fýra hundrað fleiri
One thousand four hundred more
Fimm sjey
Five seven
Túsundvís eg hoyri
Thousands of them I hear
Prógva lív
Prove life
Writer(s): Bjork Gudmundsdottir
Contributed by Cameron R. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
CAM
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