Paroles et traduction Arckanum - Svinna

Svinna

ßær aterstader endast ener marder af lif ok døßer
ßær ener myrkr dimba af mystik liggia sum ener be læggning yvir marder
ßær be til baka dragna befinner sik
Pustande vindar hvinner ginom træedhn ofran komliga hviskningar ekiar
Lagmælt fran marders indre. Myrkr fyller ße ypne ytorna af mosi ...
Glæntornas lius skær starker linier ginom ßæn svagher ok obskyra hima af
Dimba
Trulstubbarna stirar baksambert ut yvir ßæs synkrez, skoghsfolk irrar ir
Kring um ir sky ir ßæt mosifyllde græset
Snarligen sva thysterner marders lif, diuren vænder do skarper pa sina
Spetsiga øron at nordher
ßæras øgon væxer ok mæß et sprang sva svinner ßem in ir marders diupa vra
Ener atundom thyster sum ener døßer hvilar ßunger yvir marders mark
Dova dunsar spredhs ut yvir ßæn mosifyllde mark
Grymtande smar prat ok hanskrat ekiar qvalmilt fran dunklet
Bærghatrulen...
... Iagh ... gruvas ... thyster . lif svimer ...

Svinna

Only one marten of life and death remains
A dark mist of mystery lies over the marten like a blanket
There it is hidden
Whispering winds blow through the trees above, echoing
Softly from the marten's depths. Darkness fills the open spaces of moss ...
The light of the hawthorns shines strong lines through the weak and obscure home of
Mist
Tree stumps stare out over the marsh, forest people wander lost
Around them is the mossy grass
Soon the life of the marten fades, the animal turns sharply on its
Pointed ears to the north
His eyes grow and with a jump he disappears into the deep shadow of the marten
Sometimes a silence like a death hovers over the marten's field
Heavy thuds spread over the mossy field
Grunting, smart talk and laughter echo filthily from the darkness
The mountain troll...
... I ... dread ... silence ... life faints ...