Algir - Stien klarnar - Wardruna

La togna tale.

I stilla finn eg vegen inn

til det som gror,

og stiane dekkar.

Tognas tunge

synar gamle stiar.

Til den som søkjer.

Eg kallar deg

til gamle tråkk.

I kveld vil eg lytte

til det som gror,

og stiane dekkar.

Ravn flyg i himmelhjul,

i skogen gjestar gamal Tul.

Let the tongue speak.

Silently, I find the way

into that which grows,

and covers the tracks.

The speech of the tongue

shows many roads.

To the one who seeks.

I call you

to old tracks.

Tonight, I will listen

to that which grows

and cover the tracks.

The raven flies in a wheel on the sky

in the forest, the old wise lives.

La togna tale.

In silence I find the way in

to that which grows,

and stiane covers.

Tognas tongue

shows old paths.

To the applicant.

I call you

to old steps.

Tonight I want to listen

to that which grows,

and stiane covers.

Raven flying in the sky,

in the woods guests old Tul.

Let the tongue speak.

Silently, I find the way

into that which grows,

and covers the tracks.

The speech of the tongue

shows many roads.

To the one who seeks.

I call you

to old tracks.

Tonight, I will listen

to that which grows

and cover the tracks.

The raven flies in a wheel on the sky

in the forest, the old wise lives.