Luyện nghe bài hát The Blood Of Kvasir

A war ruled in ancient
the holy races, the vanirs and the Ases
When came, the deities unit3ed
From a bowl filled with spit rose
"Wise he becomes, he the holy mead,
the blood of Kvasir, but not he who
the spilled mead that dripped
the falcon"
Kvasir the father of
by dwarfhands he
From the blood of Kvasir they the meads of poets, the holy drink
Fjalar and Galar once murdered Gilling the Giant, the father of
Enraged, Suttung demanded to be fulfilled
The blood of Kvasir the mead of Suttung
Grimne flew out Valhalla
In the shape of the
To the of Giants and to Nitberg
was decieved, and Gunnlod betrayed
Out from Nitberg the falcon
Finally Kvasir should return to
But, when the mead disappeared, Suttung furious
Out, in the shape of the he followed
Sadly, Grimne had to from his valuable treasure
led to the making of the false poets
The flew home to his domains
And Sutting flew into the of Tjalve