Arckanum - Et Sorghetog - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Arckanum - Et Sorghetog




Et Sorghetog
Et Sorghetog
Iagh sear þem fliugha fran bærghet til þæs rike
I seek them flying from the mountain to the kingdom
Iagh sear þæn vægher þær þe ællivu skugger gar
I search for the path where all shadows go
Iagh sear þæn røþa drakin resa
I see the red dragon rise
Iagh æro þæn mæktige trulkarln fran sorgh
I am the mighty wizard from sorrow
Ut svævandes fran træedhen ut ir smog þem star sva
Floating out from the tree out in the fog the star so
Klart
Clear
Myrkr ok dystra til ytre ok ener brinande sial in ir
Dark and gloomy on the outside and a burning soul within
þe sorghsna ok stirrende folket af myrkr ok vander
the mournful and staring people from the dark and evil
Fran þæt iagh sear ok kænner fran þe ællivu skugger af
From what I see and know from the eternal shadows of
Hat
Hate
Myrkr ir. skipnadher af skugger hvilar yvir. smerte
Darkness is. order of shadows rests over. pain
Hiælp mik. iagh æro dimban. demon sanger ir ener ende
Help me. I am the mist. demon singer is an end
Kakafoni
Cacophony
Gnolande ir mit hovud
My head is growling
Iagh sear þe sorghsna fran þæs horisont
I see the mournful from the horizon
Iagh sear þe myrkr ir skipnadher af skugger
I see the darkness is order of shadows
Liggia ir lidhilse yvir þe slækte af sorgh
Lying is greeting over the extinguished of sorrow
Sorghen þe bær æro ir fran þæn eder þe svurit for
The sorrow the grave is from the oath you swore for
Evogher
Eternally
Til þæs rike iagh nu færdas sva lætter
To the kingdom I now travel so easily
Resande ir myrkr iagh nu sear nokot sva trulskt
Traveling is darkness I now see something so magical
Et hærravælde af myrkr besværmbat af demoner
A dominion of darkness swarmed by demons
Behærskat af var myrke. O′Pan þu store
Ruled by your darkness. O′Pan you great
Ut ir marders væruld iagh svævandes færþas
Out of the mortal world I float travel
Ut ir faðir Pans hærravælde iagh nu lifer
Out of father Pan's dominion I now live
Ut ir trulens revir iagh nu antaghas sum ener sun
Out of the realm of magic I now assume as a sun
Et sorghetog til ener resande undirværuld
A procession of sorrow to a traveling underworld





Writer(s): Johan Lahger


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