Luyện nghe bài hát Jotunheim (English Version)

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

and the bright sky reaches the north
raining hoar upon the
it conceals the and sets the sea in fire
shakes by thunder
halting the day, raging at

for long the clouds traveled
restlessly above the waters
if the flame now melts the frost
with just the stream we

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

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

far away wind driving the
carving verses to stone
the sky leads the roamer astray
struck down by the nothingness
thus the giants of stone and of ice
from here shall pass

should the trees be burnt to
should the shore be buried the waves
no man can ever own this