A keresés eredménye

New land

It pulls and it drags
Know that it's waiting
Embarking
The ocean retrieves
 
It pulls and it drags
Know that it's waiting
Embarking
The ocean retrieves
 
Earth counts for everything
Leaving it nontheless
The inner song
Resounds with travel and evening
 
The bow is embraced by sand
Distant is now near
Heart in a new land
A feeling of here
 
The bow is embraced by sand
Distant is now near
Heart in a new land
A feeling of here
 
Earth counts for everything
Leaving it nontheless
The inner song
Resounds with travel and evening
 
Childs laughter in summer night
Tears by a first grave
Made itself by itself again
Carried forth by koast and ocean
 
Childs laughter in summer night
Tears by a first grave
Made itself by itself again
Carried forth by koast and ocean
 
The bow is embraced by sand
Distant is now near
Heart in a new land
A feeling of here
 
The bow is embraced by sand
Distant is now near
Heart in a new land
A feeling of here
 

Ragnarok - Twilight Of The Gods

Versions: #1
Now Garm howls loud // before Gnipahellir,
The fetters will burst, // and the wolf run free

The Words of the Raven

Have you heard of the king?
He who lives in kvinn,
Lord of all norwegian lands,
He who rules deep set-keels,
Reddened spears,
And bloody shields,
Tar-soaked oars,
And foam-flecked sails.
 
Loaded were they with warriors,
And shields of whitened hue,
Western spears i know there were,
And frankish swords all anew,
Berserks howled and bit their shields,
As battle dawned on the waves,
Wolf-men wailed and cried aloud.
 
Waved their spears up high,
Glad they are now,
As battle nears,
Arrows range high,
And oars they swing,
Fetters are broken,
Oarlocks crushed,
Setting forth for the lord.
 
Of the berserkir,
I would know more,
Those who feed on blood,
How one deals with,
Such battle-brave warriors,
Those who wade through men?
 
Of the berserkir,
As battle dawned on the waves,
Wolf-men wailed and cried aloud.
 
Waved their spears up high,
Fetters are broken,
Oarlocks crushed,
Setting forth for the lord.
 

WulthuR

Swore my oaths
In the hall of the highest
All below bowing
For the radiating god
 

Fornjot

From fyrndeheim
A legend was told
From Jötnaheim og Ymisland
A legend was forgotten
 
Jotner I am remembering
The source carryer
From frost and well
Comes Fornjots-ætti
 
Children of the wind, sea and fire
Children of the wind, sea and fire
 
From the north
Fornjots son in sails
Facing north
Fornjots son on the right way
From the north
Fornjots son in the heart
Children of the wind, sea and fire
From the north
Fornjots son i sails
Facing north
Fornjots son on the right way
From the north
Fornjots son in the heart
Children of the wind, sea and fire
 
when icebergy water
beat waves agains sand
we searched and found
an uncolored land
we seeded the earth
filled the table with harvest
on our mare of the sea we followed
the path leading north
 
Children of the wind, sea and fire
Children of the wind, sea and fire
 
From the north
Fornjots son in sails
Facing north
Fornjots son on the right way
From the north
Fornjots son in the heart
Children of the wind, sea and fire
From the north
Fornjots son i sails
Facing north
Fornjots son on the right way
From the north
Fornjots son in the heart
Children of the wind, sea and fire
 

The Way North

The northbound path
Many a rock and tree hath
Where god and man roam
What sagas call home
 
Ægir grants life and refuge
But at times Rán harvests
When Hræsvelg flaps his wings
They do not always return
 
We are born from trees
And owe them our praise
A time is afoot
They're anguished by gold
 
Soon the day dawns anew
Shadows go eastward
Much we have learnt
And much we've forgotten
The way north kindles the mind
 

Ashes

(Of the world, of the ashes
By fire, by ship)
 
Of the world, of the ashes
By fire, by ship
 
Of the world, of the ashes
By fire, by ship
 
Of the world, of the ashes
By fire, by ship
 
Of the world, of the ashes
By fire, by ship
 
(Of the world, of the ashes
By fire, by ship)
 

Around Holy Mountains

Eyes pulled towards the holy peak
Clearly defined on the horizon
Each wind from there
Carries a memory of you
 
Certainty of your wit and nearness
Cures my lonely sorrow
Doubly sting the wounds
That nobody else can see
 
Guest in Dáinn's hall
Until you were reborn
To song of Norns, in weave of Norns
The thread strengthened by fortune
From former fathers, former mothers
You continue the lineage
 
Guest in Dáinn's hall
Until Norns spin you a new thread
From wind you were brought forth
By wind you will be brought back
 
From wind you were brought forth
By wind you will be brought back
 

Utsyn

Over seascape and landscape
Looms the home of the mound bound
Heeding and guarding
Over livestock and home
Beacon marking the trail
When your circuit is wide
Warden of the hidden homes
Gives guidance, if you claim its tongue
Cresting the peak
Mirroring the sun
Who cleared
Who lived
Deep below the cover
Boundless you conceal
Who cleared
Who lived
All across the trail
Speaking with silence
Where you are
Where you are going
Crossing the trail
Speaking with silence
Of the people
Which bore you