Luyện nghe bài hát Jotunheim (English Version)

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

and the sky reaches throughout the north
raining hoar upon the
it conceals the stars and sets the sea in
shakes by thunder
halting the day, at night

for long the clouds have
restlessly swelling the waters
if the flame now melts the frost
just the stream we drift

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

the shall scatter the cold fair land
and the eternal stream fall as
ever living on these plains
the ice cold wind now the fair land

far away wind the clouds
carving mournful verses to
the sky leads the weary astray
struck by the white nothingness
thus the giants of stone and of ice
here none shall pass

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