Luyện nghe bài hát Mørk, Evig Vinter

[Music and Vanargandr]

I opphavs tider var ingenting, sand, ikke sj eller svale blger;
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 tid i Midgard er omme
De fare til det dunkle 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 bnder, plyndre, drepe og fardmme

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

strid
Mrk, vinter
i Slid
mennesker der

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

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

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

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

[English

[Dark, eternal

In the time of origin 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 world was made
giants command the cold, the dark and black power
Long days and years will someday arrive, for man's time in Midgard is at an end
The shall into the gloomy darkness. Into the flames and chaos they can not endure
Frost giants will at the ecstasy of madness. They will become the worlds new,
most race
will guard the peasents of the world pillage, kill and condemn

To the North the castle
of over a giants
look towards the land
Where everything will be lit

War of
Dark, winter
in Slid
people suffer

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

Swords, axes and large hammers will sound. Screams and sing like in Nivlheim
The blood of & men will 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 green and beautiful
No lives are spared after last war, for here all will die in the worst possible way
Women and men, all suffer, to Nivlheim through Slid they're tortured
In the time of 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 a thousand giants
look towards the wastelands, where everything is lit afire

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