| En Grind stod apen, en rytter viste seg
| A Grind stood the monkey, a rider appeared
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| En Kald Take hadde lagt seg over marken
| A Cold Take had settled over the ground
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| Ni Svarte hester, og ni armerte menn
| Nine Black Horses, and Nine Armed Men
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| Et øye stirret Olmt ned fra et flagg
| An eye stared down at Olmt from a flag
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| Stillhet senket seg, da folget stoppet opp
| Silence sank as the party stopped
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| De stoppet i en sirkel rundt en sten
| They stopped in a circle around a rock
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| Stille red de mot den, og forsvant da de kom fram
| Quietly they rode towards it, and disappeared when they arrived
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| For Steiner var en tanke fylt av Kraft
| For Steiner, a thought was filled with Power
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| Stjerner pa en himmel, som aldri faller ned
| Stars in a sky that never falls down
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| Lysglimt i en natt som varer evig
| Flash of light in a night that lasts forever
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| Tusen Kalde Vintre, med kun Kulde og Forakt
| A thousand cold winters, with only cold and contempt
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| Det finnes ingen sommer uten Vinter
| There is no summer without Winter
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| I en Gammel Skog, hvorhen troll og tusser vandret
| In an Old Forest, where trolls and elves lie horizontally
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| Var en stein som rorte seg og ble til liv
| Was a rock that moved and came to life
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| Ni armerte men, pa ni gra stolte hester
| Nine armed men, on nine gray proud horses
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| Bar en fane hvorpa Oyet viste seg
| Carried a banner on which Oyet appeared
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| Ihver en natt er et nytt morke
| Every night is a new darkness
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| Ihver en Vinter fryser jeg
| Every winter I freeze
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| Men dog Aldri skal jeg grate
| But still I will never cry
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| For Stolt red jeg jo dengang
| For Proud I rode then
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| Ut av den dype skogen | Out of the deep forest |