Älvatrans - Månegarm

Se om natten, ett töcken så blekt

Svallande toner vid vattnets rand

Böljande själar, som vaggad i trans

Slukad av sinnen, driven in i älvors dans

Dragen ned i uråldrig trans

Till älvors förnöjda tjut

«I natt skall du dansa tills fötterna blö'r

Bryter du ringen blir det natten du dör…»

Behold at night time a palid haze…

Surging notes at the rim of the water

Billowing souls like being lulled into trance…

Devoured by minds

Driven into the Elven trance…

Pulled down into ancient trance

To the gleeful howls of elves…

«Tonight you shall dance till your feet bleed

If you break the ring, this will be the night when you die…»

See at night, a haze so pale

Rippling tones at the edge of the water

Wavy souls, rocked in trance

Devoured by the senses, driven into the dance of elves

Pulled down into ancient trance

To the elves' happy howls

«Tonight you will dance until your feet get wet

If you break the ring, it will be the night you die… »

Behold at night time a palid haze…

Surging notes at the rim of the water

Billowing souls like being lulled into trance…

Devoured by minds

Driven into the Elven trance…

Pulled down into ancient trance

To the gleeful howls of elves…

«Tonight you shall dance till your feet bleed

If you break the ring, this will be the night when you die… »