Luyện nghe bài hát Mørk, Evig Vinter

[Music and Lyric:

I opphavs tider var ingenting, ikke sand, ikke sj eller blger;
jord og fantes der ikke, bare Ginnunga-gap og gras ingen steder
Fra et av jotunslekt ble kuldeverden skapt
rr over kulde, mrke og den svarte makt
Lange dager og tunge r skal der engang komme, for menneskenes tid i Midgard er
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 mektigste
De skal vokte verdens bnder, plyndre, og fardmme

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

Tidenes
Mrk, evig
Pines i
der lider

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

Det klinger i sverd, og store hammere
Skrik og hyl som i Nivlheim
Blodet fra jotner og menn flyter gjennom landet, og ryken fra brent stiger
i en eim
Frostjotner sloss som ulver, mens menn lper som redde sauer
Jotnenes makt har 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 Frostjotnene har underlagt

I nord ligger slottet, til over 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, evig
[frste vers tatt fra

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 grass
From a primitive creature of race, the cold world was made
Frost command the cold, the dark and black power
Long days and cruel years will someday arrive, for 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. They become the worlds new,
powerful race
They will guard the peasents of the world pillage, and condemn

To the lies the castle
of over a giants
look towards the land
Where will be lit afire

War of
Dark, winter
in Slid
people there

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

Swords, axes and large hammers will sound. Screams and howls sing in Nivlheim
The blood of giants & men flow through the land, and the smoke of burnt forests'
rises in a vapour
Frost giants fight like mad while men flee like frightened sheep
The giants' 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 is darkness, cold and eternal winter, for the Frost giants have
conquered the

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

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