Urkraft - Thyrfing

En starkande kansla som haller anden vid liv

Som overlever nornornas alla nycker

En kraft som segrar over alla fiender

Den slumrar i dina blodsband, men finns dar kvar

Ett naturens vasen, sjalens barande stomme

En fornimmelse fran forr, i arv fran vara forfader

En ymnigt strommande styrka, lika gammal som tiden sjalv

En ododlig energi, som i naturen frodas

I varje levande fors och sjo, i varje maktig ek och reslig gran

Stilla den andas, lugnt och starkt

Men ett vaket sinne ser och hor, hur den vacker sjalaminnen

I glomska den ligger, men ger givmilt nar du ar redo att ta emot

Redo att vacka din ande till liv

Dess kalla ar outsinlig, evig och oppen at alla som bar den inom sig

Lat den ej for evigt sova!

Kann dess aterkomst, likt nagot som saknats

En del av den du ar, ett kall fran ditt blod

Kann ditt arv, och hur nordens sjal flyter genom dina adror

Ett fatal ar vi som urkraften minnes

Evigt styrkta av en flamma som aldrig slocknar

Varlden ar holjd i morker

Men nordstjarnan leder oss till slaget pa Vigrids slatt

A strengthening chancellery that keeps the spirit alive

Who survives all the whims of the witches

A force that triumphs over all enemies

It slumbers in your bloodstream, but is still there

A vase of nature, the supporting frame of the shawl

A feeling from the past, inherited from our ancestor

An abundant flowing force, as old as time itself

An immortal energy, which thrives in nature

In every living rapids and lake, in every mighty oak and tall spruce

Quiet it breathes, calm and strong

But an awake mind sees and hears, how the beautiful shawl memories

In oblivion it lies, but gives generously when you are ready to receive

Ready to bring your spirit to life

Its cold is inexhaustible, eternal and open to all who carried it within themselves

Do not let it sleep forever!

Know its return, like something that was missing

Part of who you are, a cold from your blood

Know your heritage, and how the Nordic shawl flows through your veins

We are a fatal one who remembers the primordial power

Eternally strengthened by a flame that never goes out

The world is shrouded in darkness

But the north star leads us to the battle of Vigrid's plain