Luyện nghe bài hát Mørk, Evig Vinter

[Music and Vanargandr]

I opphavs tider var ingenting, ikke sand, ikke sj eller blger;
jord og opphimmel fantes der ikke, bare Ginnunga-gap og gras ingen
Fra et urvesen av ble kuldeverden skapt
Frostjotner rr over kulde, mrke og den svarte
Lange dager og tunge r der engang komme, for menneskenes tid i Midgard er omme
De skal fare til det dunkle svarte, i 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 ut mot landet, der alt skal st i brann

strid
Mrk, vinter
Pines i
der lider

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

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

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

For jotnenes er vunnet, menneskene har forsvunnet
Her har den mrke skjebne og Frostjotnene har feiret
Mrk, evig
vers tatt fra Volusp]

[English

[Dark, winter]

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

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

War of
Dark, eternal
Tortured in
people suffer

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

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

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

For the giants' battle has won, man has disappeared
Here the dark has triumphed, and the Frost giants have celebrated
Dark, eternal
[first verse taken from