Тексты песен «Folkearth»

Listen, son I'll tell you now how Vikings die With a bloody axe An arm so strong and sword held high That's how a Viking dies We die in battle cry Trust in the Gods Trust in the Runes and in your steel Life and death...

O mighty war Gods, mist-breathing doorkeepers of the Otherworld--Hearken now my last words Into battle I must, the fray I shall embrace and with sword of bronze I will fight our enemies! Come with us--fight steadfast...

By my father's deathbed I sit With a grim countenance to fit He's headed now for the Land Beyond A vengeance and his sword he he left unto me Father, tell me what you dream Up there in the sky Are there mountains like...

Upon the pinions of the wind A call is carried forth And sets our banners high Fills our hearts with pride! Swear the warrior's oath On the shrine of the war-god Carve runes upon your sword And enemy hearts alike!...

Charles Martel, the day will come again I'll see you lead the cavalry to charge! Charles Martel, in the battle of Ambleve You dyed Malmedy blood-red! Tours recall the glory of your hosts Thy fame is sung on harps with...

Clouds lined with silver Soon to be parted By the spear of lough The dawn draws nigh... Tuatha de Danann Awake! Seize the day! A new sun doth rise O'er Tir Na N'Og... sing me the song My heart's yearning for Play now...

Over the dark'the deep valleys of earth In the days of yore'they journey on the battlefield, their shining armour lay Between the mountaintops their cries still roar The quiet mountains, witness The days of yore! Like...

One darksome raven riding the Northern wind One black crown to wake the Aesir And underneath the waning winter moon The wind swept cedar forest stirs Where darksome ravens dwell There in the ancient glade Where royal...

Break thy silence o gray, turbulent sea! Impart thy secrets, whisper tem to me My eyes are focused out of this world Where three hundred voices sing of glories old Drakkars in the mist Vikings are sailing to plunder in...

Spirit of the ash tree Dweller in the oak, Thy realm I wish to traverse; I whisper the ancient verse Whisper the ancient verse Passage safe to earn. Gods of the earth, You who made sylvan breath Hear now my spells Hear...

Have you ever seen the beauty of an elven rose in spring Picked by a mortal lover As the first to his fairy paramour? I could never love another as I loved thee once before In this secret garden Freyja's arms bound me...

Father of victory My life I lay down to thee Steep me in majesty And forth send thy Valkyries! Father of victory My sword I offered unto thee Crown me for eternity In Valhalla now welcome me! Father of victory Behold!...

When the Moon still was young and the mountains were tall In the realm of the Tuatha De Danann, My delight was the sound of the hammer and forge Shaping bronze into weapons of war. When the Heroes of Dawn put the...

Once upon a time when mythic creatures thrived My land was pure, the forests primeval still And pagan reels would stir the crooked boughs Surrendering them to the whims of the whispering wind? There flowers sprung...

(Inspired by the Eddic poem) Heerfather-in chains Tortured by an unworthy king Eight nights between two fires A boy feels sympathy for him In exchange for a single drink (The boy is granted knowledge of the worlds His...

En sommarnatt Varmen ligger tat Sover och latt bedovar Men Harald, han Sover inte sott Nagot hans somn berovar Flickan brevid Hon var natt och grann Fager som manens strimma Harald nervos Vagar inte be Om dansen i...

At last the flaming arrows Fall like heavy rain upon me And I am sailing towards The vastness of the endless sky... In Valhalla I will dine tonight Like all heroes in the sky! In my dreams, a Valkyrie To take me to...

The cock crew in the morning, I arose and went to the fields Holding but a handful of seeds; First I did sow then I did plough- I prayed for rain to come down: I prayed to Thor to burden the clouds I looked up with...

Come wind, come snow, come blazing heat and bitter rain From Macedonia we march, from the northlands of Hellas To the mouths of Euphrates for to set His throne...we are the thunderbolts of Amon Zeus, the sons of Pella...

Horned trolls and mystical folk Within the deep woods of twilight Ethereal misty fingers entwine Crooked boughs and mossy roots Smell of the rain soaked ground. Yet hark! What be this sound Coming from afar? Haunting...