6-9 febbraio 2013 – ARTICE 2013 – La magia dell’aurora boreale
Il testo in lingua Sami:
De dulvvi miel luoittašeimmet
Jiekŋaidja gárttai viimat vuollánit
Bieggabártnažan
De joradin guovssahasain
vuoibmás vuoiŋŋ‹ahagas šogádeimme ovttas
Mu bieggabártnažan
De golggiihii sátnerávdnji
gálbmon gáttiin go mii viimat gávnnadeimmet
Bieggabártnažan
Go guođuhat suhkesoivviid…
Almmiravda ealaska ja sugada
Bieggabártnažan
And so the spring river opened up again
And so we let ourselves drift with the flood
The night of ice had to give in
My dearest son of the windSurely I flew with the bluethroat
Surely I danced with the northern light
In the strongest of breath we exhaled as one
My dearest son of the windThe lips of the silenced people bursted out in speech
The stream of words once again were flowing
Over the frozen riverbanks when we finally came together
My dearest son of the windWhen you´re walking alongside the reindeer-herd…
When you guard the reindeer-oxen with the great antlers…
All of the horizon comes alive and starts to move
My dearest son of the wind
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