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Hagalaz' Runedance: "Urd – That Which Was" – 1999

энциклопедия: Hagalaz' Runedance

Состав группы:

  • Andrea Nebel Haugen – голоса, шаманский ручной барабан, альт-флейта

Приглашённые музыканты:

  • Trym – ударные
  • Svein Inge Havraas – синтезатор, гитара
  • Thorbjørn Akkerhaugen – арфа

Hagalaz' Runedance: "Urd – That Which Was" – 1999

Композиции:

  1. Wake Skadi – Goddess Of The Hunt And Winter
  2. Urd – That Which Was
  3. The Falcon Flies

Лирика

1. Wake Skadi – Goddess Of The Hunt And Winter

In the winter mountains high
Where avalanches roar and frozen lakes sigh
The south of the wind to hear
The howl of the wolves sweet tune to her ear
Wake Skadi, come patroness
Guide me through your crystal woods

Silvery goddess of the snow
Your shining beauty melts the cold
Dress me in your white shawl
Kindle my fierce passion
Wake Skadi, proud giantess
I invoke your strength!

Mistress of the hunt
Raise the spirit of freedom
Lead your sisters into the chase
Arouse their untamed nature
Wake Skadi, light the flames of courage
Wake your sisters will go fight!

Sister of wolves
Seek your companions
You heard the call of the wild
I summon your instinct
Wake Skadi, defemd your kind
Guard them from the hateful hand of the blind!

2. Urd – That Which Was

Urd, that which was
No veil that covers her face
The lines of the past lie bare
Behind the shadows that hide away her memory...

3. The Falcon Flies

(Ulver Juxtaposition Remix)

Rain falls from a dark-grey sky
I sense the falcon near
Across the nine worlds he flies
A silent voice my call
he seeks my soul

He sinks down to the underworld
And flies into my dream
he lifts me up while I sleep
and carries me away
I slip away

We fly over mountains
Over seas raging wild
I see trees shaken by the storm
and villages in peaceful dormancy

A shaman reaches out
to greet the one-eyed man
I see the past, the present and
the future melt to one timeless void

A mystic moor-land comes to sight
an unknown path ahead
Elves dancing around me
Could this not be an everlasting dream?

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