Luyện nghe bài hát The Blood Of Kvasir

A war ruled in ancient
Between the holy races, the vanirs and the
When peace came, the deities
From a bowl with spit rose Kvasir
"Wise he becomes, he drinks the mead,
the of Kvasir, but not he who drinks
from the spilled mead that
the falcon"
Kvasir the father of
by he died
From the blood of Kvasir they the meads of poets, the holy drink
Fjalar and Galar murdered Gilling the Giant, the father of Suttung
Enraged, Suttung demanded to be fulfilled
The of Kvasir become the mead of Suttung
Grimne flew out Valhalla
In the of the falcon
To the of Giants and to Nitberg
was decieved, and Gunnlod betrayed
Out from the falcon flew
Finally Kvasir should to Aasgard
But, when the mead disappeared, became furious
Out, in the of the eagle he followed
Sadly, Grimne had to from his valuable treasure
Which led to the making of the poets
The flew home to his domains
And flew into the flames of Tjalve