Mu Moraš (My Sorrow) - Sofia Jannok

Mu morraša

Dan ii sáhte veardidit buollašiin

Ii sulastahttit ábi guoldduin

Ii rehkenastit allodaga

Viidodagas hálakeahttá

Čiekŋalasas mu moraš čivgá

Dološ, jo dáktan morrašiid

Uđasin gaiku fárrosis

Moraš lea bussá hámis

Leabbasan raddán ala

Ohcá mu váibmosuona deaddit

Jurddašan ráhkkásan

Gii beatnaga hámis veallá

Galbma sádduid siste

Sogalaččaid gaskkas

Ohcá mu váibmosuona deaddit

Dego ii livčče doarvái jo lahpástahttán

English Translation:

My sorrow

My sorrow

Cannot be compared to the freezing weather

It is not like the raw wind at sea

You cannot measure its height

Or its breadth

My sorrow litters in the depths

Tearing loose a cluster of old

Already ossified sorrows

Sorrow lies on my chest

Like a cat

It weights on my arteries

I think of my beloved

Who lies like a dog

In the cold sand

Among his relations

It weights on my arteries

As if I were not already about to choke