Naar Kulda Tar - Arcturus

Naar vinteren tar bitter fart

Og steiner sprekker i frostklar natt

Ved svarte tjern under naken li

Da er villmarken vond å ferdes i

Vi befarer store sletter

Der sneen ligger tykk

Det blaaser kaldt — vi skal dø

Vi har sørgelig nok forfalt

Naar vinteren tar bitter fart

Fra still tjern

Till hortbetonte vidder

Farvel

Towards winter, bitter speed picks up

And rocks crack in the frosty night

By black ponds under naked li

Then the wilderness hurts to travel in

We inspect large plains

Where the snow is thick

It's blowing cold - we're going to die

We have sadly fallen due

Towards winter, bitter speed picks up

From quiet pond

To hilly expanses

Goodbye