| Sorgens sorte slor har senket seg over skogen
| The black veil of sorrow has sunk over the forest
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| Nattens eventyr skal fortelles nok en gang
| The night's adventures will be told once again
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| Skapninger som timer for sokte ly for solen
| Creatures like hours for sought shelter from the sun
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| titter frem fra fjellsprekker i glede over nattens sang
| peeking out from rock crevices in joy over the night's song
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| Musikk sa vakker og grotesk blir fremfort der ved tjernet
| Music said beautiful and grotesque is performed there by the pond
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| Langt der bortenfra hores fossefallets brus
| Far away the noise of the waterfall can be heard
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| Hvisking i fra buskene og knaking i fra tr? | Whispering in from the bushes and crackling in from the tree? |
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| rne
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| Alt blander seg og gar i ett med vindens spokelsesus
| Everything mixes and blends in with the ghost of the wind
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| Du fremmede som n? | You stranger as n? |
| rmer deg vokt deg for skogens arme
| rmer you guard yourself from the arms of the forest
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| Med mindre du for alltid vil ta del i nattens klang
| Unless you want to take part in the sound of the night forever
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| Evig vil du sky den solen som for gav deg varme
| You will forever cloud the sun that gave you heat
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| Aldri vil du settes fri fra morkets kalde fang
| You will never be set free from the cold of darkness
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| Nar manens lys gir bekkens smeltevann gyldne farger
| When the moon's light gives the brook's meltwater golden colors
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| Da skal du snu og lope hjem hvis du har livet kj? | Then you should turn around and run home if you have life kj? |
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| rt
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| For under mosekledde hauger eter mark og larver
| For under moss-covered mounds eat field and larvae
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| Fra restene av de som skogen gradig har fort? | From the remains of those that the forest gradually has fast? |
| rt | rt |