Gling gló, klukkan sló, 
máninn ofar skyum hló, 
lysti upp gamli gótuslód, 
thar gladleg Lína stód. 

Gling gló, klukkan sló, 
máninn ofar skyum hló, 
Leitar Lási var á leid, 
til Lína hanns er beid. 

Unnendum er máninn kær, 
umm thau tófraljóma slær. 
Lási á bidilsbuxum var, 
brátt frá Línu fær hann svar. 

Gling gló, klukkan sló, 
máninn ofar skyum hló. 
Lási vard svo hyr á brá, 
thvi Lína sagdi "Já".
 
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Tic toc, the clock chimed 
Moon smiled above the clouds 
Lighting the old trail 
There Lina gaily stood 

Tic toc, the clock chimed 
Moon smiled above the clouds 
Lasi from Leiti was on his way 
To Lina awaiting him 

To sweethearts the moon is dear 
Around them falls it's magic light 
Lasi wore his groom's garb 
Soon from Lina came his reply 

Tic toc, the clock chimed 
Moon smiled above the clouds 
Lasi wore a happy smile 
For Lina answered "Yes" 
 
 
 
Gling gló
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