Luyện nghe bài hát Skjeldenland

Thundering through the endless
let by the of the Bjallarhorn,
they from beyond the Skjeldenland.
Clinching with swords they attack
after the Heimdall's sign to charge,
the sign to ride Skjeldenland.
Ending the roman dominion,
they hail the of the pagandom,
down the churches with their pagan fire
they do it ancestral northern hate,
piling sacred of the feeble Christ,
steal the golden call in offering to Odin.
Hailing under the skies of Norway
the raven's claw signed the northern
to charge, to ride all the Skjeldenland
Claiming their victories in Flanders
as rival have the Vlanderesns striders
who are daring to keep the empire.
A silver fullmoon on a winter night
sometimes hidden by and Midgard's fire
and resounding with Thor's strikes
all the pagan fields of the Skjeldenland.
Freezing, icecold, fullmoon, winter nights
Northwinds are howling like hungry
they victimize, but the horde invade the frozen winter.
They pile the profaned and hail the pagan fire,
Asgardsveien are paths from the Hordanes land.
high their swords, they conquer the Skjeldenland.
Skjeldenland!!!