Being a huge fan of Sigur Rós prior to Dauðalogn being featured in an episode of The Vampire Diaries, i found the use of this song was absolutely perfect in accordance to the ongoings of the scene. Dauðalogn for me; represents an under-water like serenity that not only is incredibly hypnotic, but it also seems to capture an eclectic varieties of emotions, such as serenity and euphoria, which seems strange as they can be perceived as two conflicting emotions. Dauðalogn is definitely one to be added to a 'sleep playlist' or any of Sigur Rós's music for that matter.
Heimur hljóðlátur
Hreyfist ei hár á höft
Hljómar grafaþögn
Engin vaknaður
Engin taktur hraður
Algert dauðalogn
Inn á við held ég
Viðar glætur birta bál
Einn með mér sjálfum
ég anda inn, anda frá
Við áttan er greið
Ferðamönnum og mér
Fyllir fjallasal
Klettar bergmála
Bergmálar í höfðum
Úti dauðalogn
Inn á við held ég
Viðar glætur birta bál
Einn með sjálfum mér
Nú sit með ¿...? undir föt
Morguni mættur
með sitt logn á nóttstorm
¿...? gárast yfir borðin
Og nú brjótum við dauðalogn
Here is also a translation of the lyrics, which for me has made the song all the more powerful and meaningful, making me fully appreciate the outstanding talent of Sigur Rós. Furthermore, regardless of the understanding of the Icelandic lyrics, the message conveyed through the writing of this song; precisely depicts the exact emotion and story which Jónsi Birgisson
conveys.
The world silent
No movement in the high sea
It sounds like a grave's silence
There is none awake
There is no rapid tempo
Total dead calm
Yet the noble believe
People may show hope
I see through the calm
All towing on the centuries
We realize is easy
Tourists and me
Fill the mountains
This echoes
Echoes in the heads
There is dead calm
Yet the noble believe
People may show hope
Through the flames I see
Now a dark boat wonder into the hope
The morning rain
All its calm ripples in place
And the seagull attacks in
And the seagull breaks into the dead calm
Heimur hljóðlátur
Hreyfist ei hár á höft
Hljómar grafaþögn
Engin vaknaður
Engin taktur hraður
Algert dauðalogn
Inn á við held ég
Viðar glætur birta bál
Einn með mér sjálfum
ég anda inn, anda frá
Við áttan er greið
Ferðamönnum og mér
Fyllir fjallasal
Klettar bergmála
Bergmálar í höfðum
Úti dauðalogn
Inn á við held ég
Viðar glætur birta bál
Einn með sjálfum mér
Nú sit með ¿...? undir föt
Morguni mættur
með sitt logn á nóttstorm
¿...? gárast yfir borðin
Og nú brjótum við dauðalogn
Here is also a translation of the lyrics, which for me has made the song all the more powerful and meaningful, making me fully appreciate the outstanding talent of Sigur Rós. Furthermore, regardless of the understanding of the Icelandic lyrics, the message conveyed through the writing of this song; precisely depicts the exact emotion and story which Jónsi Birgisson
conveys.
The world silent
No movement in the high sea
It sounds like a grave's silence
There is none awake
There is no rapid tempo
Total dead calm
Yet the noble believe
People may show hope
I see through the calm
All towing on the centuries
We realize is easy
Tourists and me
Fill the mountains
This echoes
Echoes in the heads
There is dead calm
Yet the noble believe
People may show hope
Through the flames I see
Now a dark boat wonder into the hope
The morning rain
All its calm ripples in place
And the seagull attacks in
And the seagull breaks into the dead calm
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