Silent, the wind, it whispers Pale sun of gold, gazing from far up high Endless forests, lakes of water dark and deep Misty mountains, where giants sleep Nordland
[Recorded February 1988. Released on album "Blood Fire Death", October 1988] [Intro piece, no words]
Land of unforgiving winter Cold, clad in white, under a dark grey sky Silent, the wind, it whispers Pale sun of gold, gazing from far up high Endless
Превод: Батхори. Нордланд.
Превод: Батхори. Оден је вожње по Нордланд.
: Into the granite : stave by stave carved ploughwise : now read my tale the raging ocean I have sailed many a man I have maimed Shields I have crushed
: [instrumental]
: Dark is the sea : raging waves endless the sky above me mighty is the wind that fills our sail many of us will follow : our journey brave The day
: This land is mine to the end of time none it shall claim or conquer the mountains high : the endless sky the forests and the sea Oh land rejoice :
age or ail The emperor I served in Miklagard : grand guard was I me and my brothers in gold were paid : on my sword I did rely returning to Nordland
: Clear was the sky : now storm clouds are forming the sun disc was high : the dusk came too soon sighted : a forest of masts and sails ride swift yee
: As the night divides the day : the dark will come to everyone fear will strike the hearts of all : the hearts of all both old and young the fool may
: Storm clouds are forming : darkening the sky the wind gather speed up the mountains along the horizon : lightning strikes then the deafening rumble
: Land of unforgiving winter Cold, clad in white, under a dark grey sky Silent, the wind, it whispers Pale sun of gold, gazing from far up high Endless
: [Instrumental]
: Ride the Dragon's breath, mist of poison green Come yee flemes, a burning death, face the unseen Deep within the cave, lit p by the torch, a plae gleam
