Sigur Ros

This is my song of choice for the weekend: "Hoppipolla." The words are in Icelandic. Iceland is definitely someplace I've long been longing to go. Here's a translation, I guess. I can't really vouch for its accuracy. And I really didn't pay attention to the video, so I can't comment on that.

Smiling
Spinning round and round
Holding hands
The whole world a blur
But you are standing

Soaked
Completely drenched
No rubber boots
Running inside us
Want to erupt from a shell

The Wind
An outdoor smell of your hair
I breathe as hard as I can
With my nose

Jump into puddles
With no boots on
Completely drenched (soaked)
With no boots on

And I get a nosebleed
But I always stand up

And I get a nosebleed
But I always stand up