Luyện nghe bài hát Mørk, Evig Vinter

[Music and Lyric:

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

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

Tidenes
Mrk, vinter
Pines i
der lider

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

Det klinger i sverd, kser og store
Skrik og hyl synger som i
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 siste krig for her skal alle d p verste vis
Kvinner og menn, alle skal lide, til Nivlheim gjennom Slid de
I opphavs tider var ingenting, ikke sand, ikke sj eller blger
Men n finnes det mrke, kulde og vinter, for Frostjotnene har verden underlagt

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

For jotnenes er vunnet, menneskene har forsvunnet
Her har den skjebne seiret og Frostjotnene har feiret
Mrk, vinter
[frste vers tatt fra

translation:]

[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
From a primitive creature of Giant- race, the cold world was
Frost giants the cold, the dark and black power
Long days and cruel years will someday arrive, for man's in Midgard is at an end
The shall wander into the gloomy darkness. Into the flames and chaos they can not
Frost giants will rejoice at the ecstasy of madness. They will the worlds new,
most powerful
will guard the peasents of the world pillage, kill and condemn

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

War of
Dark, winter
Tortured in
there suffer

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

Swords, axes and large hammers will sound. Screams and howls sing 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 frightened
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 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
the world

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

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