Luyện nghe bài hát Jotunheim (English Version)

those white fields they reign over land
at the sparkle of ice they weep
all of mortals they know

and the bright sky throughout the north
raining upon the woods
it the stars and sets the sea in fire
mountains by thunder
halting the day, at night

for long the have traveled
restlessly swelling the waters
if the heavenly now melts the frost
with the stream we drift

white fields they blind the night
silent of stone and of ice

the wind shall the cold fair land
and the eternal stream fall as
none ever on these plains
the ice cold now takes the fair land

far away wind driving the
carving mournful to stone
the sky the weary roamer astray
struck by the white nothingness
thus curse the giants of and of ice
from here none shall

should the be burnt to ashes
should the shore be buried under the
no man can ever own this