Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Födosagan, artist - Finntroll. Album song Jaktens Tid, in the genre Фолк-металDate of issue: 30.06.2016
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: Swedish
Födosagan(original) |
| Stigen leder högre upp |
| Mot svarta bergens snövita topp |
| En ädel syn ny väntas kan |
| Styrka uråldrig och ära sann |
| Jag döper mitt sinne |
| I sanningens bäck |
| Ur berget den rinna |
| Denna becksvarta ådra |
| Ur isen en staty |
| Av makt nu stiga |
| I nordiska natten |
| Tusen ögon skina |
| Berget dåna, kraft mig fylla |
| Denna urgud alla trollfolk hylla |
| Denna jord denna kraft |
| Som nu visat sig |
| Denna makt som lovats |
| Förnekas ej |
| Ett spjut jag skall smida och vässa |
| Trollfolkens krona skall pryda min hjässa |
| Den dag dock råda då jag heta kung |
| Rivfaders strävan må vara tung |
| Kung över folken av troll! |
| The path leads higher up |
| Towards the black mountain’s snow-white summit |
| A majestic view awaits |
| Ancient strength and true honor |
| I baptize my soul |
| In the stream of truth |
| Through the mountain it runs |
| This artery black as night |
| Out of the ice a statue |
| Of power, now rises |
| In the Nordic night |
| A thousand eyes shine |
| The mountain roars, fills me with might |
| This ancient God all the Troll tribes hail |
| This soil, this might |
| That has now showed itself |
| The power that was promised |
| Is not denied |
| A spear I will forge and sharpen |
| The crown of the Trolls shall perch on my head |
| The day now reigns, when I am called King |
| Rivfader’s goal may yet be heavy |
| King of the tribes of Trolls! |
| (translation) |
| The path leads higher up |
| Towards the snow-white peak of the black mountains |
| A noble vision new can be expected |
| Strength ancient and glory true |
| I baptize my mind |
| In the brook of truth |
| From the mountain it flows |
| This pitch black vein |
| Ur ice and statue |
| Of power now rise |
| In the Nordic night |
| A thousand eyes shine |
| The mountain roars, force me to fill |
| This primordial god all wizards praise |
| This earth this power |
| As now shown |
| This power promised |
| Not denied |
| A spear I will forge and sharpen |
| The crown of the wizards will adorn my head |
| The day, however, prevailed when I was called king |
| The father's aspiration may be heavy |
| King over the peoples of trolls! |
| The path leads higher up |
| Towards the black mountain’s snow-white summit |
| A majestic view awaits |
| Ancient strength and true honor |
| I baptize my soul |
| In the stream of truth |
| Through the mountain it runs |
| This artery black as night |
| Out of the ice a statue |
| Of power, now rises |
| In the Nordic night |
| A thousand eyes shine |
| The mountain roars, fills me with might |
| This ancient God all the Troll tribes hail |
| This soil, this might |
| That has now shown itself |
| The power that was promised |
| Is not denied |
| A spear I will forge and sharpen |
| The crown of the Trolls shall perch on my head |
| The day now reigns, when I am called King |
| Rivfader's goal may still be heavy |
| King of the tribes of Trolls! |