Luyện nghe bài hát Mørk, Evig Vinter

[Music and Vanargandr]

I opphavs tider var ingenting, ikke sand, ikke sj eller svale
jord og opphimmel fantes der ikke, bare Ginnunga-gap og gras ingen
Fra et av jotunslekt ble kuldeverden skapt
Frostjotner rr kulde, mrke og den svarte makt
Lange dager og tunge r skal der engang komme, for menneskenes tid i er omme
De skal fare til det dunkle svarte, i flammene og de ikke vil makte
Frostjotner vil fryde seg i galskapens ekstase, de vil bli verdens nye mektigste
De skal vokte verdens bnder, plyndre, drepe og

I nord slottet, til over tusner jotner
De ut mot landet, der alt skal st i brann

Tidenes
Mrk, vinter
Pines i
mennesker der

For jotnenes kamp har begynt, mot det menneskene har
Her skal den mrke seire, for her skal Frostjotnene feire
Mrk, vinter

Det klinger i sverd, kser og store
Skrik og hyl synger som i
Blodet fra jotner og flyter gjennom landet, og ryken fra brent skog stiger
i en eim
Frostjotner sloss som gale ulver, mens lper som redde sauer
makt har satt sitt spor p en engang grnn, flott jord
Ingen liv spares etter denne krig for her skal alle d p verste vis
Kvinner og menn, alle skal lide, til Nivlheim Slid de pines
I opphavs tider var ingenting, sand, ikke sj eller svale blger
Men n finnes det mrke, kulde og evig vinter, for har verden underlagt

I nord slottet, til over tusen jotner
De ut mot deland, der alt str i brann

For jotnenes kamp er vunnet, har forsvunnet
Her har den mrke seiret og Frostjotnene har feiret
Mrk, vinter
[frste tatt fra Volusp]

translation:]

[Dark, eternal

In the time of origin there was nothing, not sand, not sea or cool
earth and heaven did not exist, just Ginnunga-gap, and nowhere
From a primitive creature of Giant- race, the cold was made
Frost giants command the cold, the dark and power
Long and cruel years will someday arrive, for man's time in Midgard is at an end
The shall wander into the darkness. Into the flames and chaos they can not endure
Frost giants will rejoice at the ecstasy of madness. will become the worlds new,
powerful race
They guard the peasents of the world pillage, kill and condemn

To the lies the castle
of over a thousand
They look towards the
Where everything will be lit

War of
Dark, winter
in Slid
people there

For the giants battle has begun, against man has proclaimed
Here, the dark will triumphant, for here the Frost giants will celebrate
Dark, winter

Swords, axes and large hammers will sound. Screams and howls sing like in
The blood of giants & men will flow the land, and the smoke of burnt forests'
in a black vapour
Frost fight like mad wolves while men flee like frightened sheep
The giants' power has its mark. On a once green and beautiful land
No lives are spared after this war, for here all will die in the worst possible way
Women and men, all shall suffer, to through Slid they're tortured
In the time of origin was nothing, not sand, not sea or cool waves
But now there is darkness, and eternal winter, for the Frost giants have
the world

To the North lies the castle, of over a thousand
They look towards the wastelands, everything is lit afire

For the battle has been won, man has disappeared
the dark fate has triumphed, and the Frost giants have celebrated
Dark, winter
[first verse taken Volusp]