Strangely enough, Heyr himna smiður was written by a devout christian and the lyrics easily prove that. But it took over 700 years for someone to write the melody and it's the melody that touches me. I haven't heard much music by Þorkell Sigurbjörnsson, but if his musical arrangements are all similar to this one, I'm a fan.
I'm a sucker for minor keys to start with.
The most powerful feeling this songs brings out in me is Strength. But not the physical type of strength. The Strength that comes from inside. The one that makes you stand firm but not unbending. The one that makes you hold a broken friend without breaking yourself. The one that makes you lift someone without sinking. The one that makes you submit without loosing will. The kind of Strength that heals others, not the one that hurts even if it could if you would let it.
The feeling is very similar to what it feels like to lay in the grass at night, far from a city and look at the sky and the stars, feeling the wind on my skin and realize how tiny, yet significantly strong we can be if we find the courage to stand.
It's a strange feeling to describe, really, and I'm probably not making any sense.
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