Luyện nghe bài hát Mørk, Evig Vinter

[Music and Lyric:

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

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

Tidenes
Mrk, vinter
i Slid
mennesker der

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

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

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

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

[English

[Dark, winter]

In the time of there was nothing, not sand, not sea or cool waves
and heaven did not exist, just Ginnunga-gap, and grass nowhere
From a primitive creature of race, the cold world was made
Frost giants command the cold, the and black power
days and cruel years will someday arrive, for man's time in Midgard is at an end
The wander 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,
powerful race
They will guard the peasents of the world pillage, kill and

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

War of
Dark, eternal
Tortured in
there suffer

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

Swords, axes and large hammers will sound. Screams and howls sing like in
The blood of giants & men will flow through the land, and the of burnt forests'
rises in a black
Frost giants fight 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 worst way
and men, all shall suffer, to Nivlheim through Slid they're tortured
In the time of origin 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
They look the wastelands, where everything is lit afire

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