| Under the caress of the mountain prospered
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| Two mortals which all beheld
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| Never surrending before them
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| All happening in a horrifying manner
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| One, proud as a god
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| Raised high his head for heaven
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| Bold and brave, the hunter
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| (of that forest, he was alone)
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| The other, sweet as a rosary
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| Despite being arrested by the winter (Season)
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| Which coldness makes anyone fall
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| Still then (she stubornly rose her head) with love
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| For thespite the unleashed storm
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| Their beauty and love
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| (were the truth to their union)
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| 'Cause after uncovering the sun
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| Were they still holding one another
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| Both living in happiness
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| The boy in his youth was Frithiof
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| Beauty young… Ingesburge
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| Was the maiden of his dreams
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| Both so sweet as Brunbilde
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| That Freya, goddess of love
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| Wanted them to live in her mansion
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| And so, were they both shelted withut delay
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| The moon undone in moonlight
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| Near the forest they danced
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| Without knowing what has been
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| Embraced together through the flames of the night
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| When he understood the signs
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| Frithiof, happier than a god
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| Felt in intensive happiness
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| When he met his knewly bride |