Many a thing may change during all the days A mighty man wanders free on this earth Kinsmen young may fall by the bitter blade When he heard is when
Brother it breaks my heart How this could be your part Chains of a tyranny Left you in poverty, famine and despair Ill are the tidings too Freedom comes
Bondin og Risin leikadu leik Risin vann og bondin veik "Eg havi luka? treytir min Nu vil eg hava sonin tin Eg vil hava sonin fra taer, Uttan tu goymir
Konning hans han sidder pa Kobenhavn Han lader de lonnebrev skrive Sender han dem til norrejylland Erik Otteson lover at give Der kommer aldrig saa
Nine worlds of lore This is the place we keep the weapon of war Why have you come to Jotunheim all alone You must be tired and in vain you have flown
Eit er fro?i? um Nornagest, -tu tarvst onki ra? geva i vanda- tilikum go?um gekk han n?st, -hvor ein sveinur geri so- oksar tolv voru leiddir a torg
So we feast tonight at Northern Gate We have won the wars of late Hold your head up high tonight Have another horn Even though we won the war today They
Ellindur Bondi a Ja?ri Flestoll munnu hann muna Hann var so v?l til barna komin Triati atti hann synir Her er gott at dansa Ellindur stendur a hallargolvi
Shakes the ground in agony the lord of lies Once for every drop of venom in his eyes Anger festers in his heart and loud he cries My revenge will
Homeland we're leaving, we are retreiving Our right to stand alone, we cannot stay here Fear not what must be, we must cross the sea On our own standing
Togn gomul sogn forminnis mal Hevnd og hatur nevnd ovundar bal A vigvollum vonin hon doyr Hatt for heljar grind garmurin goyr Vindold, Vargold er
?Hvort skal tu ri?a, Olavur min a lofti hongur brynja tin Tu fer ikki at vei?a ta? hind men tu fer til tina leikalind Hvit er skjurtan, v?l er hon
Ramund var sig en bedre mand om han havde bedre kl?der Dronningen gav hannem kl?der pa stand af blagarn, bast og l?der ?Sadant vil jeg ikke ha,? sagde
Vilji? t?r nu ly?a a me?an eg man kvo?a Um teir riku kongarnar sum eg vil nu um ro?a Grani bar gulli? av hei?i Bra hann sinum brandi av rei?i Sjur?ur
Northern wind, hail and thunder, blackened sky All my mind like seagulls soaring high All these eastern ways lock our minds in darkened halls Ride to
Lifetime is short compared to the time the earth has existed in Earth's lifetime compared to that of the great universe Equally short, our images of
You who think the hue of your hide means you are to blame And your father's misdeeds are his son's to carry in shame Not mine I'll take no part You can
Leave now never return, or stay and face the dark. Day of grief, disbelief, weak and weary faces Falling and they're gone, but still remain, and tales