I, their father, can't even ruffle their hair, pinch their downy necks, or clasp their smooth, warm little bodies.
Ég, fađir ūeirra, get ekki einu sinni ũft á ūeim háriđ, klipiđ ūau í hálsinn, eđa gripiđ um mjúka, hlũja, litla líkama ūeirra.