Текст песни Chocola - Valkyrie

Valkyrie

The screams of the Valkyries are spinning like a gyrfalcon
The wind is torn to shreds by the wolf's fangs.
Inhuman worth the effort
Do not lower your severed hand.

The rumble of the shafts, the ship's spruce,
Wet run of recalcitrant seas.
Eternal will in an aging body -
Eternal grief of proud people.

Mountain ice with thunderous avalanches -
The walls of the abode of the ancient gods.
With the most faithful, the strongest
One will share the glittering shelter.

Rejoice at the rest, wounded warrior,
This last bitterness is sweet.
True meta - if worthy,
Garda's hand clasped in death.

by Night, 11.04.10.