Luyện nghe bài hát Mørk, Evig Vinter

[Music and Lyric:

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

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

strid
Mrk, vinter
Pines i
der lider

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

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

I ligger slottet, til over tusen jotner
De skuer ut mot deland, der alt str i

For jotnenes kamp er vunnet, menneskene har
Her har den mrke skjebne seiret og har feiret
Mrk, evig
[frste vers fra Volusp]

[English

[Dark, eternal

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

To the North lies the
of a thousand giants
look towards the land
Where everything will be lit

War of
Dark, eternal
in Slid
people there

For the giants battle has begun, against what man has
Here, the dark fate will triumphant, for the Frost giants will celebrate
Dark, eternal

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

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

For the giants' has been won, man has disappeared
Here the dark fate has triumphed, and the giants have celebrated
Dark, winter
verse taken from Volusp]