Ólafur Liljurós - Veslemøy Solberg (Nightcore)

Ólafur Liljurós is a Icelandic víkivaki folk song dating to the 14th century, about a man who, while on his way to meet his mother, is seduced, kissed, and stabbed by an elf woman while riding his horse, then eventually dies

Image used:
https://unsplash.com/photos/J001-UQA1w8

Original song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tC7KHAhDJGA&t=0s

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Lyrics (Original):
Ólafur reið með björgum fram,
villir hann,
stillir hann
hitti'hann fyrir sér álfarann,
þar rauður logi brann.
Blíðan lagði byrinn undan björgunum,
blíðan lagði byrinn undan björgunum fram.

Þar kom út ein álfamær,
villir hann,
stillir hann
sú var ekki kristni kær.
þar rauður logi brann.
Blíðan lagði byrinn undan björgunum,
blíðan lagði byrinn undan björgunum fram.

"Velkominn Ólafur Liljurós!
villir hann,
stillir hann
Gakk í björg og bú með oss".
þar rauður logi brann.
Blíðan lagði byrinn undan björgunum,
blíðan lagði byrinn undan björgunum fram.

"Ekki vil ég með álfum búa,
villir hann,
stillir hann
heldur vil ég á Krist minn trúa".
þar rauður logi brann.
Blíðan lagði byrinn undan björgunum,
blíðan lagði byrinn undan björgunum fram.

Hún gekk sig til arkar,
villir hann,
stillir hann
tók upp saxið snarpa.
þar rauður logi brann.
Blíðan lagði byrinn undan björgunum,
blíðan lagði byrinn undan björgunum fram.

Saxinu hún stakk í síðu,
villir hann,
stillir hann
Ólafi nokkuð svíður.
þar rauður logi brann.
Blíðan lagði byrinn undan björgunum,
blíðan lagði byrinn undan björgunum fram.

Ólafur leit sitt hjartablóð
villir hann,
stillir hann
líða niður við hestsins hóf.
þar rauður logi brann.
Blíðan lagði byrinn undan björgunum,
blíðan lagði byrinn undan björgunum fram.

Ei leið nema stundir þrjár,
villir hann,
stillir hann
Ólafur var sem bleikur nár.
þar rauður logi brann.
Blíðan lagði byrinn undan björgunum,
blíðan lagði byrinn undan björgunum fram.

Vendi ég mínu kvæði í kross
villir hann,
stillir hann
sankti María sé með oss.
þar rauður logi brann.
Blíðan lagði byrinn undan björgunum,
blíðan lagði byrinn undan björgunum fram.

Lyrics (English):

Olaf rode along the cliffs,
He's led astray,
He stills himself,
He comes across an elf-dwelling before him,
There a red flame burned.
Gentle was the breeze beneath the cliffs,
Gentle was the breeze beneath the cliffs ahead.

There an elven maid came out,
He's led astray,
He stills himself,
She was not a Christian dear,
There a red flame burned.
Gentle was the breeze beneath the cliffs,
Gentle was the breeze beneath the cliffs ahead.

"Welcome, Olaf Lilyrose!"
He's led astray,
He stills himself,
"Come to the cliffs and live with us."
There a red flame burned.
Gentle was the breeze beneath the cliffs,
Gentle was the breeze beneath the cliffs ahead.

"I do not want to live with elves,"
He's led astray,
He stills himself,
"I would rather believe in my Christ."
There a red flame burned.
Gentle was the breeze beneath the cliffs,
Gentle was the breeze beneath the cliffs ahead.

She went to her chest,
He's led astray,
He stills himself,
Took up a sharp sword,
There a red flame burned.
Gentle was the breeze beneath the cliffs,
Gentle was the breeze beneath the cliffs ahead.

She stabbed the sword into his side,
He's led astray,
He stills himself,
Olaf is hurt,
There a red flame burned.
Gentle was the breeze beneath the cliffs,
Gentle was the breeze beneath the cliffs ahead.

Olaf saw blood from his heart,
He's led astray,
He stills himself,
Going down to his horse's hoof,
There a red flame burned.
Gentle was the breeze beneath the cliffs,
Gentle was the breeze beneath the cliffs ahead.

He suffered only three hours,
He's led astray,
He stills himself,
Olaf was a pale corpse,
There a red flame burned.
Gentle was the breeze beneath the cliffs,
Gentle was the breeze beneath the cliffs ahead.

I will turn my song to the cross,
He's led astray,
He stills himself,
Saint Mary be with us,
There a red flame burned.
Gentle was the breeze beneath the cliffs,
Gentle was the breeze beneath the cliffs ahead.

Lyrics Link:
https://lyricstranslate.com/en/%C3%B3lafur-liljur%C3%B3s-olaf-lilyrose.html

Program used:
DaVinci Resolve 18

Quote of the day:
"Fear not death for the hour of your doom is set and none may escape it."
~Volunga Saga, c.5

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