Funi - Fire from FUNI by FUNI

English lyrics follow the Icelandic ones

Álitsfagur Funi er,
flýgur létt um grundir.
Höfuð jafnan háleitt ber,
hrífur hvern sem til hans sér.

Þegar fákur fer á sprett
fýkur burtu mjöllin.
Funi í taumum leikur létt,
lipur stiklar völlinn.

Glansar auga mest sem má,
melaglaðinn prýðir.
Dansar Funi létt um láð
lipur taumnum hlýðir.

Eins og fuglinn oft hann fer
á þó straumur falli.
Lárus Funi á baki ber
blessaður klárinn snjalli.

Frægðin hér í fákasveit
Funa er að vonum.
Aldrei hér ég annan leit
af sem beri honum.

Breytir angri í yndisstund
er töltagangur falur,
Spretti langa um græna grund
grípur stangavalur.

English

Funi is a handsome sight,
races over meadows.
Always has his head held high,
enchants all who see him nigh.

When a fine steed starts to run
snow flies from the ground.
Funi, to the reins responds
pacing agile in the field.

Eyes that gleam the brightest bright
this stallion´s head adorn.
Funi prances on the ground
lightly obeys the reins.

Like a bird he often flies
´though rivers block the way.
Funi carries Lárus high
beloved horse so clever.

Fame here in these equine lands,
Funi has, no wonder.
I have never laid eyes upon
another he ranks under.

Cares become a moment fine
to watch the stallion change his pace
from willing slow trot to a
gallop in the green fields.

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