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Whom shall sing, by the butterfly's wing?
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Wardruna - Helvegen
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Helvegen belongs to the Ïardruna's album 'Runaljod - Yggdrasil'
Lyrics
Kven skal synge meg
I daudsvevna slynge meg
NÄr eg helvegen gÄr
Og dei spora eg trÄr
Er kalde sÄ kalde
Eg songane sĂžkte
Eg songane sende
DĂ„ den djupaste brunni
Gav meg drÄpar sÄ ramme
Av Valfaders pant
Alt veit eg Odin
Kvar du auge lĂžynde
Kven skal synge meg
I daudsvevna slynge meg
NÄr eg helvegen gÄr
Og dei spora eg trÄr
Er kalde sÄ kalde
Ă
rle ell i dagars hell
Enn veit ravnen om eg fell
NÄr du ved helgrindi stÄr
Og nÄr laus deg mÄ rive
Skal eg fylgje deg
Yver gjallarbrui med min song
Du blir lÞyst frÄ banda som bind deg
Du er lÞyst frÄ banda som batt deg
Deyr fé
Deyja frĂŠndr
Deyr sjalfr it sama
En orĂ°stĂrr
Deyr aldregi
Hveim er sér góðan getr
Deyr fé
Deyja frĂŠndr
Deyr sjalfr it sama
Ek veit einn
At aldrei deyr
DĂłmr um dauĂ°an hvern
The path to Hel
Who shall sing me,
Into deathsleep sling me,
When I on the path to Hel go,
And this track I tread
Is cold, so cold, so cold.
I sought the songs,
I sent the songs.
Then the deepest well
Gave me tears so harsh
From the Slain-father's pledge.
I know everything, Odin,
To whom you gave your eye.
Who shall sing me,
Into deathsleep sling me,
Whence I on the path to Hel go,
And this track I tread
Is cold, so cold, so cold.
Early or in the day's end,
The raven still knows if I fall.
Once you stand at the gate to Hel
And when you have to tear free,
I shall follow you
Over GjallarbrĂș with my song.
You will be free from the bonds that bind you,
You are free from the bonds that bound you!
Cattle die,
Friends die,
So, too, must you die.
Though one thing
Never dies;
The fair fame one has earned.
Cattle die,
Friends die,
So, too, must you die.
I know one,
That never dies;
Judgement of a dead man's life
HĂĄvamĂĄl (St. 77-78)
77. Cattle die,
and kinsmen die,
And so one dies one's self;
But a noble name
will never die,
If good renown one gets
78. Cattle die,
and kinsmen die,
And so one dies one's self;
One thing now
that never dies,
The fame of a dead man's deeds
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