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  • Текст песни Falkenbach - ...Where His Ravens Fly...

    Исполнитель: Falkenbach
    Название песни: ...Where His Ravens Fly...
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    Geri and Freki does heerfather feed
    The far-famed fighter of old
    But on wine alone does the one-eyed god
    Wuotan, forever live

    O'er Midgard hugin and Munin both
    Each day set forth to fly
    For Hugin I fear lest he come not home
    But for Munin my care is more

    There Valgrind stands, the sacred gate
    And behind're the holy doors
    Old is the gate, but few there are
    Who can tell it's tightly locked

    Five hundred doors and forty there are
    I ween, in Walhall's walls
    Eight hundred fighters through one door fare
    When to war with wolf they go

    Five hundred roomsand forty there are
    I ween, in Bilskirnir built
    Of all the homes whose roofs I beheld
    My son's the greatest meseemed

    Oh Wuotan
    Where your ravens fly

    There is Gladsheim, and golden-bright
    There stands Walhall stretching wide
    There does Othin each day choose
    All those who fell in fight

    There is Folkvang, where Freyja decrees
    Who shall have seats in the hall
    Half of the dead each day does she choose
    The other half does Othin have

    Now am I Othin, Ygg was I once
    Ere that did they call me Thund
    Wodan and Oden, and all, methinks,
    Are the names for none but me

    Oh Wuotan
    Where your ravens fly

    Hail to thee, for hailed thou art
    By the voice of Veratyr
    Where Valgrind stands, the sacred gate
    Ye will find nine golden doors

    Hail to thee, for hailed thou art
    By the voice of Veratyr
    Old is the gate, but few there are
    Who can tell how it's tightly locked

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