Herr Sinklar drog over salten hav, til Norge hans kurs monne stande; blant Gudbrands klipper han fant sin grav, der vanked sa blodig en pande. - Vel
Take your tyrant Take your tyrant Midwinter's eve falls hard upon the tyrant throne Migrant birds to warmer lands have flown As the tyrant ails, throw
Ran around on this ground all you have got Yesterday went away still you did not understand in the end we have to leave Can't believe, I can't believe
Og hvor i? enn klettum r??ur ei a vindi va Teir hildu um styrisvol ta odnin leg?i a "Legg upp i loti?," ropti ein og samdir teir hala a styrisvol, men
From the fields of concrete slabs, towers of stone. ?cross an ocean before his bow Came the haggard Warrior all clad in rust of the Rainbow to tell us
Nightfall in my hall, all I can do is recall as I sit alone in the Darkness, I confess, my part was not any less than whose I was forced to impress
Heathen heart Pagan pride Faring far Sword by Side Tribal times Northern nights Hidden high Runic rites I was told Hold the heathen hammer high Hold
Hammertheft and all the world bereft Of reason and of right overnight Left between a tyrant's temper mean And treason and betrayal, cold and stale Hue
Hideaway, I can stay Mountains cover my way back One door in each direction from my hall my waterfall Let them come, how come they never Wonder
Over the ground on the leaving land We stand united on our way to forever Under the mound time will take it's toll We fall divided and it seems that
I've been a wild rover for many a year And I've spent all my money on whiskey and beer But now I'm returning with gold in great store And never I'll
Vilja tit ly?a og ljo? geva m?r, eg broti av bragdartatti Kongur raddi for Noriki, hann togva synir atti Rennur og rennur foli min Gronari grund
Down from the mountain, cries of an headless love, high above Cold seems to me your kiss from the ocean deep, in my sleep I see you go south on the evening
Mercy, spare me, I was but jesting Didn't mean to cut all her hair off Listen, I will make the sons of Iwald forge her, you won't regret this New
Veida Valkyrjur, og faur kann feigdini for?a i otali faekkast fraegir []kjast einherjar. Flugva Valkyrjur a val, vei?a Valkyrjur, og mangur fer motfallin
Vatni? rennur av hogum fjollum og eftir hvossum groti So ilt er at leggja ast vi? hann i? onga leggur imoti Dagurin li?ur, nattin kemur dimmir a jor
Omaneftir og ni?aneftir Omaneftir Vallaratuni Har for hestur min tann bruni omaneftir vallartuni Trondur droymdi dreymarnar Seg?i teir ei for morgum
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