| White landscapes in our memories
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| The cold hunger we have endured
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| Embracing the lukewarm winds
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| We hail our Gods we will prevail
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| Let us chant all through the night
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| In the never setting sun’s light
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| Nine magic songs to the Gods up high
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| Then raise we our chalices up to the sky
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| We will sacrifice, we will not fall
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| Frej and Freja, please hear our call
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| The golden disc have now returned
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| Sol has escapd from the wolf
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| Blood sacrifice to our Gods
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| To keep the wintr far away
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| Let us chant all through the night
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| In the never setting sun’s light
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| Nine magic songs to the Gods up high
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| Then raise we our chalices up to the sky
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| We will sacrifice, we will not fall
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| Frej and Freja, please hear our call |