Donar's Oak — Falkenbach: текст песни

Branches as high as a vigilant eye could see, magic runes, once scratched into this tree. An old man sat down at this mighty oak, every morning, day by day... And he closed his eyes while a gasp blew through its leaves... and he began to speak...

Land er heilact, er ec liggia sГ© ГЎsom oc ГЎlfom nГ¦r; enn Г ГћrГєГ°heimi scal ГѕГіrr vera, unz um riГєfaz regin.

Ydalir heita, Гѕar er Ullr hefir sГ©r um gorva sali; ГЃlfheim Frey gГЎfo Г ГЎrdaga tГvar at tannfГ©.

Roots as deep as the very depths of heart, source for those who know what's still to come... Man of wisdom and knowledge great, with hair as white as snow... The young amongst them in a circle sat and listened to his voice. ...while he began to speak...