Luyện nghe bài hát Vinterblot

All male, nine by nine, hanging gently, in the wind
The bark of ash absorbing the splattered heays of
For the return of the sun, a winter
Ox, dog, horse, sheep and slave, all to the gods

The dusk of grey keeps falling the landscape bleak
White still the bodies away, hanging in god's tree
The ring of lighting up the heath, a ghostly shine
The mighty ash unites the with sky for all time

The golden meat freely, chant of the sun is sung
The are read out loud and clear, midwinter night is long
Lifegiving disc shall fill the sky more in all its span
The vinterblot, a reawakening, hail