Luyện nghe bài hát Mørk, Evig Vinter

[Music and Vanargandr]

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

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 har forkynt
Her skal den mrke 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 gale ulver, mens lper som redde sauer
makt har satt sitt spor p en engang 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 Slid de pines
I opphavs var ingenting, ikke sand, ikke sj eller svale blger
Men n finnes det mrke, kulde og evig vinter, for Frostjotnene har verden

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

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

[English

[Dark, winter]

In the of origin there was nothing, not sand, not sea or cool waves
earth and heaven did not exist, just Ginnunga-gap, and nowhere
From a primitive creature of Giant- race, the cold was made
giants command the cold, the dark and black power
Long days and cruel will someday arrive, for man's time in Midgard is at an end
The shall wander into the gloomy darkness. Into the and chaos they can not endure
Frost will rejoice at the ecstasy of madness. They 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 giants
look towards the land
Where everything be lit afire

War of
Dark, eternal
in Slid
people there

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

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

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

For the battle has been won, man has disappeared
Here the fate has triumphed, and the Frost giants have celebrated
Dark, eternal
verse taken from Volusp]