Luyện nghe bài hát Jotunheim (English Version)

those white fields reign over this land
at the of ice they silently weep
all ages of mortals they

and the bright sky reaches throughout the
raining hoar the woods
it conceals the and sets the sea in fire
shakes by thunder
halting the day, at night

for long the clouds traveled
restlessly swelling the waters
if the heavenly flame now melts the
with just the stream we

those white fields they blind the
giants of stone and of ice

the wind shall scatter the fair land
and the eternal fall as snow
none living on these plains
the ice cold wind now takes the fair

far away wind the clouds
mournful verses to stone
the sky leads the weary roamer
struck down by the white
thus curse the giants of and of ice
from here shall pass

the trees be burnt to ashes
should the be buried under the waves
no man can ever own land