作曲 : Holm, Joensen | |
Longing eyes turn into the sun | |
Low in the winter | |
Grey as a wolf now the wind has come | |
Cold as a hunter | |
Ride across the sky, thunder roll and lightning fly | |
Gone is the summer | |
What will keep us warm in the winter | |
Tales of those who died, sword in hand in times gone by | |
Hail to the Hammer | |
Narrow eyes turn against the wind | |
Out from the ocean | |
Until the day when we sail again | |
Life is a long pain | |
Ride across the sky, thunder roll and lightning fly | |
Gone is the summer | |
What will keep us warm in the winter | |
Tales of those who died, sword in hand in times gone by | |
Hail to the Hammer | |
To the god of thunder | |
The god that's protecting us all | |
All hail to the giant hunter | |
And hail to the forces of nature all | |
Ride across the sky, thunder roll and lightning fly | |
Gone is the summer | |
What will keep us warm in the winter | |
Tales of those who died, sword in hand in times gone by | |
Hail to the Hammer |
zuo qu : Holm, Joensen | |
Longing eyes turn into the sun | |
Low in the winter | |
Grey as a wolf now the wind has come | |
Cold as a hunter | |
Ride across the sky, thunder roll and lightning fly | |
Gone is the summer | |
What will keep us warm in the winter | |
Tales of those who died, sword in hand in times gone by | |
Hail to the Hammer | |
Narrow eyes turn against the wind | |
Out from the ocean | |
Until the day when we sail again | |
Life is a long pain | |
Ride across the sky, thunder roll and lightning fly | |
Gone is the summer | |
What will keep us warm in the winter | |
Tales of those who died, sword in hand in times gone by | |
Hail to the Hammer | |
To the god of thunder | |
The god that' s protecting us all | |
All hail to the giant hunter | |
And hail to the forces of nature all | |
Ride across the sky, thunder roll and lightning fly | |
Gone is the summer | |
What will keep us warm in the winter | |
Tales of those who died, sword in hand in times gone by | |
Hail to the Hammer |
zuò qǔ : Holm, Joensen | |
Longing eyes turn into the sun | |
Low in the winter | |
Grey as a wolf now the wind has come | |
Cold as a hunter | |
Ride across the sky, thunder roll and lightning fly | |
Gone is the summer | |
What will keep us warm in the winter | |
Tales of those who died, sword in hand in times gone by | |
Hail to the Hammer | |
Narrow eyes turn against the wind | |
Out from the ocean | |
Until the day when we sail again | |
Life is a long pain | |
Ride across the sky, thunder roll and lightning fly | |
Gone is the summer | |
What will keep us warm in the winter | |
Tales of those who died, sword in hand in times gone by | |
Hail to the Hammer | |
To the god of thunder | |
The god that' s protecting us all | |
All hail to the giant hunter | |
And hail to the forces of nature all | |
Ride across the sky, thunder roll and lightning fly | |
Gone is the summer | |
What will keep us warm in the winter | |
Tales of those who died, sword in hand in times gone by | |
Hail to the Hammer |