Luyện nghe bài hát The Blood Of Kvasir

Lyrics by Grutle 1996
A war ruled in ancient
Between the races, the vanirs and the Ases
When peace came, the deities
>From a bowl filled with spit rose
"Wise he becomes, he drinks the mead,
the of Kvasir, but not he who drinks
from the spilled mead dripped
the falcon"
Kvasir the of poets
by he died
>From the of Kvasir they made the meads of poets, the
drink
Fjalar and Galar once murdered the Giant, the father
of
Enraged, Suttung justice to be fulfilled
The of Kvasir became the mead of Suttung
flew out from Valhalla
In the of the falcon
To the Home of and to Nitberg
Bauge was deceived, and Gunnlod
Out from the falcon flew
Finally Kvasir return to Asgard
But, when the mead disappeared, Suttung furious
Out, in the shape of the he followed
Sadly, Grimne had to spill from his valuable
Which led to the making of the false
The flew home to his domains
And Sutting flew into the flames of
Music by Bjrnson & Grutle Kjellson 1996