Текст песни Бергтора - Церковь под горой

Church under the mountain
1.
It seemed to me,
I was one
In anticipation of sorrow.
Carts creak
And snorting horse
In the opposite urged,
Around it was spring ...

Laughs
Wild Dead Wood,
And quietly crying mountains
But
And wonder of wonders
Home is a strange god,
And I go there ...

Chorus:
Built Olaf Church
From the ancient oaks,
Send down to us curse
Pagan gods.
The last time the wind
Shut me the rock!
I will tomorrow somewhere
Quiet and dead.

2.
Heard
Hёvding year ago
Another god's voice.
And
My Territory War Hugs,
Blood-soaked air.
And so year after year ...

My brother
It has long been forgiven me,
And I forgave him,
And the sea
Further, there are forces,
On these stones beating.

Chorus 2:
Built Olaf Church
From the ancient oaks,
Send down to us curse
Pagan gods.
Removed old high
Rusting metal.
My lone stone
Alien barrier has become!