Luyện nghe bài hát Jotunheim

Somewhere behind the border of the known
you may the drumming
and the heavy of the giants.
They are born out of the primeval of nature and
Their brutal is only surpasses by their wisdom,
since the old age of the giants have made see
what neither nor men ever will.
descend from the time not even gods were born.
- Call of -

Jotunheim, the Giants
of Chaos, all the of
Jarnveden, all the of Utgard!

the Jotunheim!
the Giants, the Thurizas,
beyond the of everything.

In the ancient live
and they old memories
Angerboda, call her in the dark.
You can hear them cry Eli waves.
Hail!

Jotunheim, Call the
of Chaos, all the of
Jarnveden, all the of Utgard!

Listen to Mimer, to his well,
the Jotunheim!
you watch the of memory.
If you to the Old,

they take you to the past.
Hail!
Angerboda, her call on the wolves.
You may hear hown again.

Thursar! Jotunheimr!
Jotnar! Jotunheimr!Resar! Jotunheimr!