| Genom vättars djupa skogar
| Through the deep forests of the wetlands
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| Over myrars fridfulla ensamhet
| Over the peaceful solitude of the ants
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| Bränner fruktans flamma fram
| Burns the flame of fear
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| Genom månbelysta dälder
| Through moonlit dikes
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| Över bergets rygg mott ett okänt mål
| Over the ridge of the mountain towards an unknown target
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| Jagad ulv nu skyndar fram
| Hunted wolf now rushes forward
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| Kavlen går i socknarna
| The roll goes in the parishes
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| Nu blir det Vargaskall
| Now it will be Vargaskall
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| Greppa spjut och fatta mod
| Grab a spear and take courage
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| I drev mot ulvens fall
| In drift against the fall of the wolf
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| Gryningstimma, tung utav hat
| Dawn hour, heavy with hatred
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| Ringa in och rota ut
| Dial in and root out
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| Folkets fasa skall ej mera stryka fram
| The horror of the people will no longer stand out
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| Genom äng, genom myr och skog
| Through meadow, through bog and forest
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| I människoland
| In human land
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| In i mörkret trygghet sluter
| Into the darkness security closes
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| Sina skygga barn utav enslig kull
| His shy children from a lonely litter
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| Ifrän jaktens gällä larm
| From the hunting alarm
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| Vitt revir nu sakta tynar
| White territory now slowly fades
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| Utav människans hand uti vildmarksland
| From the human hand in wilderness land
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| Sveper ödets svarta arm
| Sweeps the black arm of fate
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| Kämpa tappert, kämpa idogt
| Fight bravely, fight diligently
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| Känn nu eldens glöd i ditt vildmarksland
| Now feel the glow of fire in your wilderness land
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| Visa drevet ulvars mod
| Show the drive wolf's courage
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| Skymningstimma, tung utav blod
| Dusk hour, heavy with blood
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| Ringat in och rotat ut
| Circled in and rooted out
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| Ulvars fasa skall för alltid stryka fram
| The wolf's horror will forever shine through
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| Genom äng, genom myroch skog
| Through meadow, through myroch forest
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| I Vargaland | In Vargaland |