Asatider - Vintersorg

I friskan storm som kraft mig bringen

Om afton jag skdar huginsvingen

Ett sndebud som strker anden

Vi samlas skall under fadershanden

Runt hyllingsstenen hlls ett rd av Belsta mn, nu frndeskap fdas

Med eldfngt sinne sitt blod de blandar

Kmparna frbrdras

I hstlig famn gr frden fram

Med fackeltg och fana

Kriarandans krafter har

Prglat deras levnadsbana

Hednahren leds av Vintersorg

I dagerns bleke ver myrar och berg

De tappra hirdmn ifrn nordens borg

Med kmaglden rotad djupt I sin mrg

De asavigda strva stint nr skvigg

Sl och tordn knalla

Frn askgr sky ett budskap

Hammarslagen nu befalla

Frtrningslusten vlas uti barm

Fr nya strider

Mot drskapslran, ty I fimbultrackt

Skall rda asatider

Hednahren leds av Vintersorg

I dagerns bleke ver myrar och berg

De tappra hirdmn ifrn nordens borg

Med kmaglden rotad djupt I sin mrg

In the fresh storm that power brings me

In the evening I hurt the huginswing

A messenger who strengthens the spirit

We shall gather under the hand of the Father

Around the tribute stone is held a council of Belsta men, now friendship is born

With a fiery mind their blood they mix

The fighters are frbrdras

In the autumn embrace the joy goes forth

With torch and flag

Kriarandan's forces have

Prglat their life path

Hednahren is led by Vintersorg

In the pale days of the moors and mountains

The brave hirdmn from the north castle

With kmaglden rooted deep In its mrg

The asavigda strva stint nr skvigg

Slamm and thunder bang

From askgr sky a message

The hammer blows now command

The desire to eat is expressed in the bosom

For new battles

Against drskapslran, for I fimbultrackt

Shall rda asatider

Hednahren is led by Vintersorg

In the pale days of the moors and mountains

The brave hirdmn from the north castle

With kmaglden rooted deep In its mrg