His mother taught him to sing. And when he had grown up and had listened to the world's song, he felt that there could be no greater happiness than to return to her song. In her song dwelt the most precious and most incomprehensible dreams of mankind. The heath grew into the heavens in those days. The songbirds of the air listened in wonder to this song, the most beautiful song of life.


Sjálfstætt fólk (Independent People) (1935)


His mother taught him to sing. And when he had grown up and had listened to the world's song, he felt that there could be no greater happiness than...

His mother taught him to sing. And when he had grown up and had listened to the world's song, he felt that there could be no greater happiness than...

His mother taught him to sing. And when he had grown up and had listened to the world's song, he felt that there could be no greater happiness than...

His mother taught him to sing. And when he had grown up and had listened to the world's song, he felt that there could be no greater happiness than...