| Lingt, lingt nere I bergets svarta djupa salar
| Long, far down In the mountain's black deep halls
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| Der de morka skuggorna tysta smyger och vesande talar
| Where the dark shadows quietly sneak and hiss speak
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| Der trollmor slickar sina blodiga h+nder
| Where witches lick their bloody hands
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| Der I vattnet han ventar som en tuva med ogon som brender
| There In the water he waits like a tuft with eyes burning
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| Du hans krafter ej beger kenner; | Thou knowest not the powers of his cup; |
| synd or skam
| sin or shame
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| For nu kryper den gri doden ur sitt gomstelle fram
| For now the gray death crawls out of its mouthpiece
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| I vattnet si svart han som ett dott tred flyter
| In the water he says black as a dot tree floats
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| Han fram ur sin hila endast kommer n+r dagen tryter
| He emerges from his hila only when the day is over
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| Var forsiktig du vandrare
| Be careful you hikers
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| for linga knotiga fingrar dig annars tar
| for linga gnarled fingers you otherwise take
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| I den porlande b+cken han som nattens kung far
| In the rippling b + cken he as the king of the night father
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| Ett litet steg fel och du hos Gri doden hammar
| A small step wrong and you at Gri doden hammer
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| Med d-dens grepp han dig mer en gerna omfammar
| With d-dens grip he he more than gladly embraces you
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| O+ndliga skogar I morkret sig sprida
| Endless forests In the darkness spread
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| I Ophthalamias Satans natt du skall lida
| In Ophthalamia's night of Satan you will suffer
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| Dunkla skuggor treden over dig kastar
| Dark shadows cast the step above you
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| Bli ej forford av nattens onda gastar
| Do not be preoccupied with the evil guests of the night
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| Efter denna natt solen for digej lysa mer
| After this night the sun for digej shine more
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| Han skall dra dig I det bottenlosa djupet ner
| He will pull you into the bottomless pit
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| Natten bloder svart mine dess oga er
| The night bleeds black mine its oga is
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| Lingt bort I fjerran och her dig alldeles ner
| Far away In the distance and here you are right down
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| Viskande, vesande, manande han dig befalla
| Whispering, hissing, he urges you to command
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| Lengre och lengre ut I natten den kalla
| Farther and farther out into the night the cold
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| Noglur bitir rifa dig sundur, poka grar pig vil faxma
| A few bites tear you apart, a bag of gray pig wants to fax you
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| Augu leita, nefi vixra,
| Eyes search, nose vixra,
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| bixdu fyrir lifnu xinu, xig hlifa hann ekki
| bixdu for the living xinu, xig not spare him
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| Gi vidare och lyssna icke till de dodas drenkta grit
| Pass on and do not listen to the drowning grit of the dead
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| Ingen klara sig ur Gri doden grepp si vit
| No one escaped Gri's death grip white
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| Svarta djevlarde skratta I natten
| Black devils laugh at night
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| De leva som han I detta onda doda vatten
| They live as he In this evil dead water
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| Med sitt linga toviga hir han dig kommer att strypa
| With his slightly tufted hair, he will strangle you
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| Infor denna urminnes skepnad in skall komma att krypa
| In front of this primeval figure will creep in
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| Akta sig noga for denna gri satan, for dig han vill ha
| Beware of this gri satan, for you he wants
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| Om onda ogon du I morkret ser,
| About the evil eyes you see in the dark,
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| vend annars dig han skall ta
| otherwise turn to him he shall take
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| Tre minar roat hans dystra dodslek nakttar
| Three miners roared his gloomy death game nights
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| Han mingen ging verre er,
| He mingen went worse is,
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| en dolken som I dit hjerta skar
| a dagger that you cut into your heart
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| Om din vandring du vill fortsetta lysna di till mitt ord
| If your hiking you want to continue listen to my word
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| Fortsiktig genom skogen dig ta, leta sedan efter din hjord
| Carefully through the woods you take, then look for your herd
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| Fjallin hi ber vix himmin svartur dalur djupir augna yndi
| The mountain hi bears vix the sky black valley deep eyes delight
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| er xax sem fagur er enir gildra er, svo varaxu xig einir
| is xax as beautiful is no trap is, so varaxu xig only
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| dokkur myrkrix skuggi reisa sig yfir heiminn | dock myrkrix shadow rise above the world |