Icelandic story/folk song about the spirit of a forgotten child.
Picture of a woman carrying her child out to die.
Mother of mine in worry.
The story behind this song goes like this. once upon a time there was a woman who worked at a farm. she became pregnant and carried out the child so it could die out in the cold. she rapped the baby in rags and threw it out in the cold. This was very common in the old days of the vikings and was punishable by death. One night there was a dance to be held. the woman wanted to go but could not because she was a poor servants girl and had nothing pretty to wear. when the dance had started she was out in the barn milking the cows with another servant girl. the women start to talk about the dance and how much they want to go then the woman hears the voice of her dead child outside of the barn. the child sings: Mother of mine in worry. don't worry. I will loan you these rags of mine, these rags of mine to dance in. yes I will loan them to you to dance in. when she heard the voice of her dead child she became insane for the rest of her life.
Here is a link to the song if you would like to hear the melody. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DtKTkSMO5Us
Interesting stuff about the folklore in the story. It is said that you can hear the cry of a carried out child out in the wilderness of Iceland late at night, it is considered a bad omen. they come back from the dead as ghosts the color they have is based upon the color of the rags they where carried out in. (can you imagine a pink ghost ( ; ). they are said to look much like a bird with broken wings that jumps on one leg and use one of the wings as a crutch so they don't fall. If you see the spirit of a dead child then you are suppose to follow it, it will bring you to there mother. It is rear for them to speak and they cry very high when bad weather is about.
By the way let me know about my spelling errors so I can correct them. I don´t think my grammar is very good.