Raukar (noun, plural): a bunch of Rauks

Along the quiet and inviting island of Fårö (four - ruh) stand many intriguing characters.

On its stony western beaches, an open-air workshop awaits your discovery. It seems blunt stormy nature has carved out an entire collection of personae. One almost feels there might be other forces at work, some swooping powers intent on creating art, and bringing it to life.

In deed, the same wind that dances through your hair on the island, helps carve unique beings on these shores.

That and tides, ice, and the fire of the summer sun.

Only I, the wind and the ice my tools do I use, between the depths and the sky true.

The coastal limestone is a friendly material for any mysterious power wanting to try their luck at scultping.

Far and wide, spirits as I do dance

And compose poetry fit for the Gods

So lively are certain sculptures they have their own names. Although the locals have mistaken what is obviously a giant dog and his master for a Kaffeepannan (“the Coffee Pot”).

Open arms, a dog and his chieftain and

See the life I carve out of stone well I’m only - setting free

They did name a part “Giant Head” (Digerhuvud) - but it’s not where the giand head is, that head happens to be at Langhammarsgubben (“the Fellow from Longhammer”)

A bit about the videO

This video is filmed on three different Raukar beaches along the north-westerly beaches of Fårö as the sun went down at the end of the day.

The idea was to have three sections of the song filmed at three different locations, each one with the sun lower than the one before.

I’ve ended up having to mix and shake it all up. It’s also a landmark: the first drone shots of the adventure since its first take-off in 2015 !

The ukulele in the video: Victoria tenor by Flight

Langhammarsgubben, from the parking lot (spot n°1)

skap mi ein Väld utav dette

We’ll get to history when we enter the capital of Gotland, Visby. However, on this little island, this little sentence is a token of Gotland’s varied history. It is in the dialect of Gotland, Gutamål, a distinct mix of Swedish, German, and, Im guessing, countryside twang.

Skap mi ein väld utav dette litterally means Create for me a world out of these. I checked with the locals of the Bergman museum. Shout out !

Raukar: “The Sculptor”

Only I, the wind and the ice my tools

Do I use, between the depth and the sky true

For an eye, a mouth and a hand do come

From within, a leg and a sense of “to be” (- of “to be”)

Take, create, skap mi ein Väld utav dette

Sky, Ice and Rauk

It’s all I wish to enjoy

Open arms, a dog and his chieftain and

See the life I carve out of stone well I’m only

Setting free