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EN ?S I DYPE SKOGEN

En Grind stod a?pen, en rytter viste seg.

En Kald Take hadde lagt seg over marken.

Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn.

Et a?ye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg.



Stillhet senket seg, da fa?lget stoppet opp,

de stoppet i en sirkel rundt en sten.

Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram,

for Steiner var en tanke fylt av Kraft.



Stjerner pa? en himmel, som aldri faller ned.

Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig.

Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt.

Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter.



I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret,

var en stein som ra?rte seg og ble til liv.

Ni armerte men, pa? ni gra? stolte hester,

bar en fane hvorpa? a?yet viste seg.



Ihver en natt er et nytt ma?rke.

Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg,

men dog Aldri skal jeg gra?te,

for Stolt red jeg jo dengang,

ut av den dype skogen.











ENGLISH TRANSLATION

NOTE! These might be not 100% accurate.





A Hill in the Deep Forest

(Written for DARKTHRONE by Count Grishnackh 31/12 - 93 a Y.P.S.)



A hatch stood open, a rider appeared.

A cold mist had lain upon the field.

Nine black horses and nine armed men.

An eye stared furiously down from a flag.



Silence fell, as the company stopped,

they stopped in a circle around the stone.

Silently they rode towards it, and dissapear when they arrived

for stones were a thought filled with power.



Stars on a sky, that never fall down.

Lightning in a night that lasts forever.

A thousand cold winters, with only chill and hatred.

There is no summer without winter.



In an old forest, where trolls and gnomes wandered,

there was a stone that moved and came to life.

Nine armed men, on nine proud horses,

Bore a flag upon which the eye appeared.



Each night is a new darkness.

Each winter I freeze,

and yet never shall I cry,

for proud I did ride times after

out of the deep forest

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