Luyện nghe bài hát Jotunheim (English Version)

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

and the bright sky reaches throughout the
raining upon the woods
it the stars and sets the sea in fire
shakes by thunder
halting the day, raging at

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

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

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

far wind driving the clouds
carving verses to stone
the sky leads the roamer astray
down by the white nothingness
thus curse the giants of and of ice
from here none pass

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