Hiertebrand Lyrics – Ásmegin
Singer: Ásmegin
Title: Hiertebrand
Jeg vil rive hende i filler
Om hun ej giver ham til mig
Klore hendes øjne
Så han igen kun vil se mig
Hendes blod skal koges tørt
I en gryde på hedensk ild
Intet af hendes skjøre krop
Vil mere føle dig
Jeg hader hin vakre sjæl hun haver
Intet had i sig
Om hun atter vil hjemsøge mig
Intet frygt jeg haver
Husbondens ælsk bliver til had fra mig
Jo flere du vindеr, jo mere hader jеg dig
Skjødesløs og yndig ingen fregne på din kind
På dine natlige stier skal du snart tørre ind
Alle mænd din barm vil have
De ere troldbundne af dig
Dit lyse hår bølger sig i vinden
Når du danser rundt i hej
I mit hjerte brinder du
Findes ej had i dig
Dit rene blik vil svinde hen
Din sjæl dør i nat
Dit blod rinder på min kind
Dine læmmer rives af
Dat hår skal nappes eet for eet
I denne nat dit hån skal ende
Jeg ofrer nu dit liv
For alle sultne skjøgers lyster
Ingen vil ej mere føles numme
Af dit pathetiske uskyldige smil
Du skal brinde
Du skal visne hen
Din krop skal rådne bort
Til ingen mindes dig
Jeg kutter op dit bryst
Grafser ud af din skjønne levning
Hjertet bankewr, raskt som hjort
Til det knuses mellem sten
Dine indvolde bliver spredt på fjeldet
Sultne dyr vil komme hist
De vil renske dit væsen bort
Og fjerne dig fra mit åsyns vrede
I sorte nætter så håber jeg
Du hjemsøger mig
Da skal jeg vise dig hvad
Du gjorde mod mig
Alle mænd din barm vil have
De ere troldbundne af dig
Dit lyse hår bølger sig i vinden
Når du danser rundt i hej
Jeg haver et snev af dig i mig
Men du fortrænger det
Ingen ser mig i skyggen bag dig
Din lykke spiser mig
Jeg vil ej længre falmes ved siden af dig
Sol skal skinne igen
Sit rene blik vil svinde hen
Din sjæl dør i nat
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Hiertebrand – English Translation
I will tear her in rags
Whether she not give him to me
Claw you her eyes
So he again will only see me
Her blood to boil dry
In a pot on pagan fire
None of her skjøre body
Want more feel
I hate hin handsome soul she gardens
No hatred in themselves
Whether she will again haunt me
No fear I gardens
Householder ælsk becomes hatred from me
The more you vindеr, the more hate you jеg
Careless and adorable no freckle on your cheek
On your nightly paths you will soon dry up
All men your bosom will have
They are wizards bound by you
Your bright hair waves in the wind
When you dance around in hi
In my heart you brinder
Is not the hatred in you
Your pure eyes will fade
Your soul dies in the night
Your blood-in-law on my cheek
Your lambing torn off
Dat hair should squat one by one
In this night your mockery must end
I now sacrifice your life
For all hungry skjøgers appetites
No one will no more feel numbered
Your pathetic innocent smile
You must brinde
You must wither
Your body should rot away
To no one remembers you
I cutter up your chest
Grafser out of your beautiful remnant
The heart bankewr, briskly as deer
To the crushed stone between
Your guts are scattered in the mountains
Hungry animals will come here
They will Renske your being away
And remove you from my countenance anger
In black nights so I hope
You haunt me
As I’ll show you what
You did to me
All men your bosom will have
They are wizards bound by you
Your bright hair waves in the wind
When you dance around in hi
I haver a snev of you in me
But you displace it
No one sees me in the shadow behind you
Your happiness eat me
I will not farther falmes next to you
Sun will shine again
Its clean look will fade away
Your soul dies in the night
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Lyrics Ásmegin – Hiertebrand
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