《Jule》歌词

[00:00:00] Winds of Trondheimsfjorden - Fferyllt

[00:00:23] Icy winds blowing from raging northern sky

[00:00:31] Drakkars are calling those who vocated to win or to die

[00:00:39] Sails on the horizon take away them far from home

[00:00:47] Many will grow in man many they will not return

[00:00:55] Smell of burning yet not troubles

[00:00:59] Swords that rest in mighty hands

[00:01:03] Sound of thunder broke the silence

[00:01:06] That was heard in distant lands

[00:01:11] Rise ye sons of frost and metal

[00:01:14] Rise ye children of the waves

[00:01:18] Win the world or die in battle

[00:01:22] Send to hel those christian slaves

[00:01:50] Fortress in fire screams of the dying run through the night

[00:01:58] Sower of discords stands by his faithfuls side

[00:02:05] Rage of the vikings turns into horror young and old

[00:02:14] Rainbow is rising Asgard is shining with roofs of gold

[00:02:22] Rise ye sons of frost and metal

[00:02:25] Rise ye children of the waves

[00:02:29] Win the world or die in battle

[00:02:33] Turn to dust all christian slaves

[00:02:37] Wind brings the drakkars back to the Trondheim shore

[00:02:45] Met with the honor maiden's smile and widow's sore

[00:02:53] Fires are taking bodies and arms of warriors slain

[00:03:01] Waves slightly whisper of battles that to be again