Paroles et traduction Burzum - ii. Belus Doed

ii. Belus Doed

Seidmannen klatrer opp i tre
Finner der jords gamle smerte,
Kutter den ned i høstens fred,
Med saks skjærer ut dets hjerte.
Eikens løv mot bakken faller,
Seidmannen åndene kaller!
Eikens løv mot jorden faller,
Seidmannen tryllevers traller!
Løken legges i lintøy ned,
Hellige eiketreånden.
Seidmannen sikrer verdens fred;
Fruktbarhet, solmakt i hånden!
Eikens løv mot bakken faller,
Seidmannen åndene kaller!
Eikens løv mot jorden faller,
Seidmannen tryllevers traller!
Der er solens brennende kraft;
Der er jordens fruktbare hav;
I seidmannens mektige skaft;
I drottens beåndede stav.

ii. Belus Doed

Tree-climbing seidsman
Finds there the ancient pain of earth,
Cuts it down in autumn's peace,
Cuts out its heart with shears.
Oak's leaves fall down to the ground,
The seidsman calls the spirits!
Oak's leaves fall down to the earth,
The seidsman hums magic words!
The onion is buried in linen,
The holy oak-tree spirit.
The seidsman establishes the peace of the world;
Fruitfulness, sun power in his hand!
Oak's leaves fall down to the ground,
The seidsman calls the spirits!
Oak's leaves fall down to the earth,
The seidsman hums magic words!
There is the burning power of the sun;
There is the fertile sea of the earth;
In the seidsman's mighty shaft;
In the king's breathed staff.