Paroles et traduction Magtens Korridorer - Skt. Petri Torv

Skt. Petri Torv

Mød mig på Skt. Petri Torv, ved Lundenborg Ruin,
I kælderbaren, gravens rend,
Der skænkes Rensken vin,
Vi synger sange,
De gamle sange,
Ved Kinabugtens kaj,
Småt over gader,
Gennem stræder,
Sirener toner med.
Du tro måske det er for sjov,
Men Fenrisulven er på rog,
Du tænker at det nok skal gå,
Mens hele verden brænder på.
I vesten skuer,
Ved gyldne luer,
Fra Kinabugtens kaj,
Der ristes runer,
Blå monsooner,
De gyldne dunkle tegn,
Og ting bli'r sanger,
En grænseganger,
Hyler fra sit tårn,
Og dokker banker,
Der lægges anker,
Skuer varsomt ud.
Du tro måske det er for sjov,
Men Fenrisulven er på rog,
Du tænker at det nok skal gå,
Mens hele verden brænder på.

St. Petri Square

Meet me in St. Petri Square, by the Lundenborg Ruin,
In the basement bar, the grave's trench,
Rensk wine is poured,
We sing songs,
The old songs,
By the quay of the China Bay,
Just over the streets,
Through the alleys,
Sirens are sounding.
You may think it's for fun,
But Fenrir's Wolf is on the prowl,
You think it will probably be okay,
As the whole world burns.
In the west, it peers,
By the golden flames,
From the quay of the China Bay,
Runes are carved,
Blue monsoons,
The golden, dark signs,
And things become songs,
A border crosser,
Howls from his tower,
And docks are knocking,
Anchors are dropped,
Looks out cautiously.
You may think it's for fun,
But Fenrir's Wolf is on the prowl,
You think it will probably be okay,
As the whole world burns.