Текст и перевод песни Arckanum - Þær Vindanir Dvælies

Þær Vindanir Dvælies

Min gangu til bærghanir kolin vinder faru hæran
Fran tomber dal af døþer myrk natura ok ra
Iak þunger dimba kænnu yvir min kropper þær iak gangu
For styrker
Ginom kala vyer vinderin hvina sum gratendhe sialir af
Fangsil
Hat þem bærum af siungendhe sorgh
Magha þem mik takum
Vinder. slas mot vinderin
Vinder. til kampin taku mot vinder
Vinder mik vrþa ginom bærgh. ginom is. til væruldir af
Glømska þær lykka min do
Draka røþer skuggir iþar breþum sik yvir mit sorgha
Sværþa
Iak til vinderin resu
Vinderin mik taku til skyir af svarte minnanir
þær dø%thorn; in fara hæran. grymber skattir
Gava ok bloþ min kropper drænkia
Vinder. slas mot vinderin
Vinder. til striþer gangu mot vinderin
Vinder. vinds vinter skapa stormber af oþar skipnadhir
Gratin hava i evighe aldrir
Is. vinter snior i somars hiti
Iþar sial do nær iak min vandre byria
Ginom tiþs ende
%Thorn;%aelig; r iak støvat havu
Grymber ok lyste
Døþer pa min siþa ær sum vinderin
Sum myrkir
Vinder. slas mot vinderin
Vinder. til kampin taku mot vinder
Vinder. slas mot vinderin
Vinder. til striþer gangu mot vinderin

Þær Vindanir Dvælies

My journey to the mountain cold winds faring hear
From falling valley of death, dark nature and raw
I heavy mists feel over my body where I walk
For strength
Through cold skies winds whine like weeping souls of
Prison
Hate them bearing of singing sorrow
Might them me take
Winds. Clash against the winds
Winds. To battle take against the winds
Winds me become through mountain. through ice. to worlds of
Forgetfulness where happiness my die
Dragons red shadow breathes wide over my sorrow
Darkness
I to the winds raise
Winds me take to clouds of black memories
where death in faring hear. cruel treasures
Gave and blood my body drain
Winds. Clash against the winds
Winds. To strife go against the winds
Winds. Winds of winter create storms of other shape
Crying have in eternal ages
Ice. winter snow in summers heat
Wide soul dies near I my wandering begin
Through time's end
Dead am I dust have
Cruel and lust
Death then my path is like the winds
Like darkness
Winds. Clash against the winds
Winds. To battle take against the winds
Winds. Clash against the winds
Winds. To strife go against the winds