Bíum bíum bambaló

B?um b?um bambal?
Bambal? og dillidillid?
My little friend I lull to rest
But outside, a face looms at the window

When the mighty mountains
fill your chest with burning desire,
I will play the langspil 
and soothe your mind

B?um b?um bambal?
Bambal? og dillidillid?
My little friend I lull to rest
But outside, a face looms at the window

When the cruel storms rage
and the dark blizzard crouches above,
I shall light five candles
and drive away the winter/twilight shadows