Luyện nghe bài hát War Of The Gods

War, the very war of our world,
When the treacherous witch was
times burned and three times born,
By searing flames was torn.

Death, hurled his spear off with great force
Deep into the great
battle horns up their sound
And Asgard walls to the ground.

The Vanir felt
Hne was a
Mmir at his side
Hne could not
In a fit of rage
Mmir's blood was
and to Odin's court they sent Mmir's severed

Truce, so a and frail peace was forged
And to ensure that the remained.
and Freyr to Asgard came
and Hn' and Mim to

Death, see the furious wanting blood,
Odin that a raging war
would not bring any gain
Just leave a and bitter stain.

Odin tog och
det med rter
som det
frn att
han kvad
ver det
s att ter
kunde till honom

translation:]
Odin the head, and anointed it with herbs
prevents it from rotting
he sang his songs over it
so that be able to speak to him

The Vanir felt
Hne was a
without Mmir at his
Hne could not
In a fit of violent
Mmir's blood was
and to Odin's court they sent severed head