fløde

I vores hjemby levede magien endnu og i kunstnernes årer flød blodet fra troldmænd.

The craftsmen with magic in their blood made many things in their shops.

Han flød ned af floden som et stort stykke tømmer.

And we had to float in him down the river like he was a great bloated raft.

Da vi kom til landet, flød vi på tømrerflåden i dagevis, uden noget... Intet udover hinanden.

When we came to this country, we drifted on that raft for days with nothing... nothing but each other.