Letras
Fjord Og Fjell - A Veidum
The fire stays
The voices blur
The longhouse breathes without us
Smoke roils into the dark
The village holds
Small and steady
Fires like embers on the earth
Above the ridge, stars keep watch
Great Beings turn
Alfodr hlydir
The All-Father listens
We move in high places, only the wind keeps pace
Stone under breath, breath under sky
We move in high places, only the wind keeps pace
Hljod skor a fjalli
Quiet boots on the fjell
Quiet boots on the fjell
Hljod skor a fjalli
No sound carried down
Sinn nan daoine ard
People of the heights
Born where the land lifts
Where the air thins
We take the high paths where breath is short
Tracks press the fjell
Hoof prints
Shadow
A veidum a fjalli
On the hunt in fjord og fjell
Fjords and mountains
Eyes low, hands ready
No cry carried
No blade shone
One breath taken
One breath gone
Blood in the snow
Steam in the air
Nothing Spoken
Nothing wasted
We turn back
Hidden by crag and boulder
Through fescue and tufted hairgrass
Low wind in the sedge
Boots find the old lines
No trail given