Vildmarkens Fortrollande Stammor - Vintersorg
Utmed bradkalla rannilars fors och fall
Yrvadrets svepduk i andaktsfull ton
Jokelsnons smaltflod silar liv ur iskristall
Med stormfylld ande i varfard mot mon
Med frihetstranad och kampande vid vittringsblock
Likt arbar falk som skramts pa flykt
Solen forvandlar nu ytan till ett smyckat lock
Snart aterstundar den prakt som var forryckt
Backarnas symfoni
Vildmarkens fortrollande stammor
I naturens alla riken, svavar tonsvall spelmanslikt
Ett dampat brus som stammar ur skymningstidens spel
En cykel tusenarig, en allmakt som ej annu svikt
Dar karnsund furskog nars av myrans sel
Med frihetstranad och kampande vid vittringsblock
Likt arbar falk som skramts pa flykt
Solen forvandlar nu ytan till ett smyckat lock
Snart aterstundar den prakt som var forryckt
Den giljande forsen porlande fri
Hor! Vattenorgelns trollmelodi
Med frihetstranad och kampande vid vittringsblock
Likt arbar falk som skramts pa flykt
Solen forvandlar nu ytan till ett smyckat lock
Snart aterstundar den prakt som var forryckt
[English translation:]
The Enchanting Voices Of The Wilderness
Along rapids and falls of ice-cold rills
The snowstorm's shroud-cloth in devot tone
The river of melted glacier snow filters life from ice crystal
With stormfilled spirit in spring journey towards the sandy plain
With languish for freedom and struggling by weathered block
Like honourable falcon who has been startled into flight
Now the sun transforms the surface to an adorned lid
The glory that was disturbed will soon be back again
Symphony of the rills
The enchanting voices of the wilderness
In all the realms of nature, soars toneflows musician-like
A quiet sough which decends from the play of the time of dusk
A cycle thousands of years old, an omnipotence which has not yet failed
Where core-sound pine forest is nourished by the calm water of the fen river
With languish for freedom and struggling by weathered block
Like honourable falcon who has been startled into flight
Now the sun transforms the surface to an adorned lid
The glory that was disturbed will soon be back again
Symphony of the rills
The enchanting voices of the wilderness
The tempting torrent ripplingly free
Hear! The water organ's magic melody
With languish for freedom and struggling by weathered block
Like honourable falcon who has been startled into flight
Now the sun transforms the surface to an adorned lid
The glory that was disturbed will soon be back again
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