Kråkevisa

Og mannen han gjekk seg i veda skog,
hei fara i veda skog.
Då sat der ei kråka i lunden og gol.
Hei fara. Faltu riltu raltura.

Mannen han tenkte med sjølve seg;
hei fara med sjølve seg
Skal tru no den kråka vil drepa meg?
Hei fara. Faltu riltu raltura.

Og mannen han spente sin boge for kne,
hei fara sin boge for kne
så skaut han den kråka, så ho datt ned.
Hei fara. Faltu riltu raltura.

Så spente han føre dei folane ti;
hei fara dei folane ti
men kråka ho sprengde alle di.
Hei fara. Faltu riltu raltura.

Så flådde han kråka og lema ho sund,
hei fara og lema ho sund
ho vog innpå seksten og tjue pund.
Hei fara. Faltu riltu raltura.

Av skinnet så gjorde han tolv par skor,
hei fara han tolv par skor
det beste paret det gav han til mor.
Hei fara. Faltu riltu raltura.

Og kjøtet han salta i tunner og fat,
hei fara i tunner og fat
og tunga han hadde til julemat.
Hei fara. Faltu riltu raltura.

Og munnen han brukte te mala korn,
og øyro han gjorde til tutar-horn.

Av augo så gjorde han stoveglas
og nakken han sette på kyrkja til stas.

Og den som kje kråka han nytta så,
han er ikkje verd ei kråka å få.

Faltu riltu raltura.

To France

[originally by Mike Oldfield]

Taking on water, sailing a restless sea
From a memory, a fantasy.
The wind carries into white water,
Far from the islands.
Don't you know you're...

Never going to get to France.
Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you
Never going to get to France.
Could a new romance ever bind you

Walking on foreign ground like a shadow
Roaming in far off territory
Over your shoulder, stories unfold
You're searching for sanctuary.
You know you're...

Never going to get to France.
Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you
Never going to get to France.
Could a new romance ever bind you

I see a picture
By the lamp's flicker.
Isn't it strange how
Dreams fade and shimmer

Never going to get to France.
Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you
Never going to get to France.
Could a new romance ever bind you

I see a picture
By the lamp's flicker.
Isn't it strange how
Dreams fade and shimmer

Never going to get to France.
Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you
Never going to get to France.
Could a new romance ever bind you

Never going to get to France.
Never going to...

Meredead

Be sam tweonum
Awa to aldre
Eow frithes healdan

Hire feollon tearas
of tham eagum
Eall heo
Waes mid sorgum
Gedrefed

Be saem tweonum
He waes forwundod
Be saem tweonum
Thaer reste he

Meredead
Awa to aldre
Always forever rest in peace

Stormedead
Awa to aldre
Sleeping on ocean’s ground

Be saem tweonum
He waes forwundod oooh
Be saem tweonum
Thaer slaepst thu

Thaet was egeslic wyrd
Swa byth tham men
Friora monna gangeth
On flodwegas

Sigrlinn

Du ville heim fara
Som du eingong lova
Ingen kunne gjeva meg meir
Du som meg sveipte i brurelin
Men runer dei meir visste
Enn eg ville vite

Han ville heim fara
Som han deg eingong lova
Ingen kunne gjeva deg meir
Han som deg sveipte i brurelin
Men runer dei meir visste
Enn ho ville vite

Mot din vilje
Møy mot din vilje
Frå garde han fór
Frå garde han fór
Kaldvind herja
Uvettet ylte
Jordi ho skalv
Frå garde han fór
Mot min vilje
Eg fór frå garde
Eg ville gjeva deg meir
Som eg deg eingong lova
Du Sigrlinn Atles dotter

I soli lyser perlebandet
Du er fager men sorg du gjev meg
Over huldreheimar vil du fara
Såre sorgi set åt meg no

Vilt eg fór og vitlaus var eg til
Illkvasse augo på Frøya
I tåka over doggvått fjell
Eit trihovda troll meg slengde

I skjold det skalv
Mine brødrar drap du

Gull og sylv du aldri hadde
Vilt du fór og vitlaus var du
Frøya’s augo illkvasse
Illkvasse

Sigrlinn eg heiter
Eg er Atles dotter Sveinungs møy
Du åleine i djupe daler
Du kom aldri heim

Eg finn ikkje ord som kan trøyste
Eg finn ikkje glede i livet
Som mit eige liv elska eg han

Han ville heim fara
Som han eingong lova
Ingen kunne gjeva ho meir
Han elska ho i brurelin

Mine Tåror Er Ei Grimme

Mine tåror er ei grimme
Med gråte kann eg ikkje vinne

Soli bleikna eit siste ord
Hjarta ditt flaut i bold
Hav og himmel sei meg då
Kva gjer eg no

I dagar mange eg rådlaus sat
Vaken sviv eg viljelaus
Eg vil vita sei meg då
Kvar er du no

Det skinav sverdet
Det raude gullet
Hjarta mitt vil ikkje kvile
Det skin av sverdet
Det raude gullet
Hjarta mitt vil aldri tvile

Empty Horizon

I miss you like I'm losing my own life
I'm drifting to somewhere I can't find
Resistance and the power to let go
Of something I can't control

I try to reach you
I am alive but I can't breathe
Oh so empty our horizon
Of all the dreams that can't come true

In my thriving glowing fantasies
I hide the taste of sin
I can't forget the sweetness of your skin
Forgive me for being

I am alive - You are here
But I can't breathe - You cannot feel
Don't want to feel anymore - Don't want to be here anymore
I am deprived - Falling apart
Where are we going to
Into an empty horizon

Drop the mask and let my feelings in
Reveal your eyes that tell a million things
I'm here
We are here close to each other
Close to each other

I need to reach you
I'm here but I can't win
I need to feel you
I've been here all the time

Will you let me in
Into your empty horizon

Tell-Tale Eyes

Tie me to a pillar
Feed me with your lies
I will still know that true love never dies
Have a look into my tell-tale eyes

Build me a coffin
Lock it with a million nails
I will still know that my love can never fail
Have a listen to my tell-tale heart

For centuries and centuries
We stepped on our enemies
To make them speak
To make them bleed
And make them plead for leniency
But memories cross boundaries
You cannot wipe out memories
And all those dreams
That cause believes
Delete our grieves and grimy sins

Push me from a mountain
Watch me I can fly
'Cause I know where I'm going
Into my seventh life
Have a look into my tell-tale eyes

Tie me to a pillar
Push me from a mountain
Spit on my innocence
Sit on my freedom
But my soul is invisible
My life goes in circles
If my ghost caused you trouble
I tell you I'm still here

Sorhleod

[Bonus Track]

Hwilum ylfete song
Dyde ic me to gomene
Nu thu miht gehyran
Tha sorhleod

Daeges ond nihtes
Calde gethrungen
Waeron mine fet
Forste gebunden

Hrimcealde sae
Hreo haeglfare
Haelethum on andan
Ic to sothe wat thaet bith
Haelethum on andan
Ic to sothe wat thaet bith

Eall thaet therinne is
Ceare sarra sorga
Ic eom bitter in breosthord
Mid sorgum gedrefted

Marian leofa modes milde eallgylden
Is me nu lifes hyht thaet ic haelan mag

Melusine (2011)



Melusine

Melusine
Melusine
In November
Marble grey skies
Marble shadows fly
Pale beauty shimmer
The skin of elfin pride
Pale skin of elfin shines
Melusine – embraces me
Six nights
Melusine – is haunting me
Tonight
Melusine – enchanting me
Spread your wings
For I will never see
The secret of the sea
Growing silence
She can hear him breathe
Truth hidden underneath
His heart pounding
Then a piercing scream
The surface of your tears
Melusine – embraces me
Six nights
Melusine – is haunting me
Tonight
Melusine – enchanting me
Spread your wings
For I will never see
The secret of the sea
That night in a glimpse
Holy men in disguise
Melusine chased away
Melusine will die
Melusine – embraces me
Six nights
Melusine – haunting me
Tonight
Melusine – enchanting me
Spread your wings
For I will never see
The secret of the sea
Melusine – in sacred springs
Still waters run so deep
Melusine – is haunting me
Six nights in linen sheath

The Battle Of Maldon

Low tide river near Blackwater
Leaving a bridge for us
Three thousand men behind their shields
Warriors of the North
Of the North

I'm not afraid
My weapon is raised
To slay the first man standing in my way
And if I fall, I know where I go

Battle of Maldon

Hear you seafarer this is our ground
Leaving no choice for us
We will defend what we have build
From the warriors of the north
Of the North

I'm not afraid
My weapon is raised
To slay the first man standing in my way
And if I fall, I know where I go

Battle of Maldon

We're not afraid
Our weapons are raised
To slay every man standing in our way
Then if we fall, we know where we go

Battle of Maldon