A poem by Hjálmar Jónsson (called Bólu-Hjálmar) 1796-1875.

This song is about a poet who is getting too old to write, and how only things waiting for him is the open grave. The lyrics are from the early 19th century, but the melody is much, much older.

Herring Era Museum, Siglufjörður 2018, Iceland
performed by Gustaf Danielsson, Örlygur Kristfinnsson

Video: Discover Folkmusic

DOP: Anne Luft

Audio: Moritz Degen