Текст песни Dimmu Borgir - Raabjorn Speiler Draugheimens Skodde
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Langt…der borte i mørket Gjennom tretopper der månelys driver Langt…der borte i all tåke Inn gjennom min sjel den sorte angst river På de mosegrodde steiner de seg viser Når nattemørket har senket seg over Ekkoene…fra deres grufulle jamring Endeløst…du kan høre I horisonten langt vekk Skimtes den sigende skodde Horder av ild rider månelyset i flokk Ved daggry de samles ved en bortgjemt odde Den iskalde snøen Har kommet Denne gang I evig fokk [English translation:] Raabjorn Reflect Ghost Ship's Mist Long... there away in darkness Through treetops there moonlight shines Long... there away in all mist Inside my soul the black anxiety tears On the moss-grown stones they show themselves When night-darkness has fallen Echoes... from their horror-full moanings Endless... you can hear In the horizon far away Is glimpsed the talking mist Hordes of fire ride in a flock By daybreak they gather by a hidden-away headland The ice-cold snow Has come This time In everlasting snowfall |
Long ... there away in darkness
Through treetops there moonlight driver
Long ... there away in all mist
Entering through my soul the black anxiety river
On the mossy rocks themselves show
When darkness has settled over
The echoes ... from their horrible moaning
Endlessly ... you can hear
On the horizon far away
Glimpsed the apparently shutter
Hordes of fire rider moonlight in the herd
At dawn, they gather at a secluded promontory
The icy snow
Have come
This time
In everlasting jib
[English translation: ]
Raabjorn Reflect Ghost Ship's Mist
Long ... there away in darkness
Through treetops there moonlight shines
Long ... there away in all mist
Inside my soul the black anxiety tears
On the moss- grown stones they show themelves
When night- darkness has fallen
Echoes ... from their horror - full moanings
Endless ... you can hear
In the horizon far away
Is glimpsed the talking mist
Hordes of fire ride in a flock
By daybreak they gather by a hidden -away headland
The ice -cold snow
has come
This time
In everlasting snowfall