Letras
I was born in a village where the world felt small
Bíldudalur held stories on every wall
People meant well, but they feared the unknown, And it shaped every whisper, every seed that
Was sown
Judgment wasn't cruelty, it was how they survived
A shield passed down so the family could thrive
My parents carried it too, they did the best they could
Tryin' to keep us safe in a world misunderstood
We move more often than a child can name, Packin' up memories like pieces in a game
New streets, new faces, new chances to try
New hellos that felt like short goodbyes
Friends, some stayed a moment, then they slipped away
I learned early that nothing holds if it's not meant to stay
And I don't blame the people, and I don't blame the air
It's just how life unfolds when you're growin' everywhere
Reykjavik came next, a melon lives in Breiðholt's ground
A place that said I am who I am without backin' down
A neighborhood loud, alive, unashamed
It lit something in me that never got named
Still, every move taught me how to bend
To read a room fast, to start again
Not because someone told me to hide, but because I thought that safety lived inside
The town wasn't one place, it was every stop we made
Every new beginning, and every old shade
It became the silence I learned to carry
A weight that felt heavy, but never meant to harm me
Now I see it clearly, with older eyes
My family tried hard, they fought to rise
And all I took with me, from those shifting lands, became the fire that still lives
In my hands