Midwinternight - Sonne Hagal

The sun goes down

Hides her face beneath that hill

But she will rise again

As she did — so she will

Then the night arises

Wild dances around the fires

Invocation of runes

Jera for earth and Isa for ice

A burning wheel

Rolls down that hill so fast

Horns were played

Let’s welcome the recurrent sun

Midwinternight

Mighty fires light up the sky