Текст и перевод песни Taake - I

I

Den syvende tind er besteget
Den syvende port
Staar aapen i all sin prakt
Voktet og iakttatt
Av tiurens aarvaakne blikk
For veien er gullbelagt
Trollkatt ei sol har skapt
Jager vaaren
Oede vinters maaneskodd
Kjoelner sitt laken saa doedt
Dagen er kvalt
Natten er vaares igjen
Og vanaere lurer
Bak hvert kaldt tre
Under de hatske fjells
Snoekronede tinder
Gudfryktige de var
Naa Skammens lik
Over bjoergvin graater himmerik
Tro og frender
Til kirkegaard baeres
Vond tid venter naer
Paa dem som stirret seg blind
For aa se Gud

I

The seventh peak is climbed
The seventh port
Stands open in all its glory
Watched and observed
By the wakeful glance of the capercaillie
For the way is gold-plated
Witch cat not created by a sun
Hunting for spring
Desolate winter's moon shod
Cools its sheet so dead
The day is choked
The night is ours again
And disgrace lurks
Behind every cold tree
Under the spiteful mountains
Snow-crowned peaks
God-fearing were they
Now the corpse of Shame
Over Bergen heaven weeps
Belief and kinsmen
Are carried to the graveyard
Evil time awaits near
For those who gazed themselves blind
To see God