Hey,

is there anyone from sweden around who could find the time to translate a finntroll text into english?

Sander

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Why from Sweden? You can better ask someone from Finnland!

it's a band from Finnland

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Yes Darken,

But they sing in the Old Swedish Language...

Grtz Sander

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I can try.
I'm Norwegian, but I can manage swedish as well.
Which songs?
BTW, I'm no poet, so it will be "dry" translations.

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Sweet!

If you could try VargTimmen, Jaktens Tid and/or Krigsmjod, I would be very pleased.... Normaly I would give you a beer but I don´t presume you will come to holland to get it?!

Thanx

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If you know where to find the lyrics for VargTimmen, I shall try to translate it. It's not in my booklet. The rest comes soon.

That beer.....

E-mail it!!!

BTW, VargTimmen=something like "The wolf hour", it's the silent hour of the night...

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I found this on Darklyrics.com:

9. Vargtimmen

[T. Lundmark, Trad. / A. Stake, Trad]

Det är i själva hjärtat
lögnen bor, och svek
Hur kan jag därom tala
vist, med mildhet?
Kan inte göra ogjort
eller byta namn
innan du må bli förlåten
så bit huvet av skam

Jag svär att jag då aldrig
velat göra ont
men vart jag än ser nu
och om jag än ber
Så gör jag dig illa
Natten är stilla,
men syndaren är vaken
och vargtimmen här

Jag har sagt att jag dig älskar;
det är också sant
Men jag kunde också säga
att jag älskar en ann'

Jag ville henne äta
med drägelkäft; en ulv
skulle också göra det
för dess egen skull

I min ensamhet -
för ingen annan vet -
jag älskar ju båda
och plågas av det -
utan ett straff och
utan en skuld?
Bara ett jag minns, är
att vargtimmen finns.
[x2]

Får jag komma till dig?
Blott en liten stund.
Luther har gått hem och
jag vill kyssa din mund.
Sen ska jag bestämma -
det finns ännu tid.
Jag ser väl vad som händer,
det är mitt liv.

Jag svär att jag då aldrig
velat göra ont
men vart jag än ser nu
och om jag än ber
Så gör jag dig illa
Natten är stilla,
men syndaren är vaken
och vargtimmen här

I min ensamhet -
för ingen annan vet -
jag älskar ju båda
och plågas av det -
utan ett straff och
utan en skuld?
Bara ett jag minns, är
att vargtimmen finns.

Innan denna dag
jag såg mig som ett lamm
och så vill jag vara
och så vill jag bliva
Jag vill kvitta lika,
att det ska ge vika
och nu uppstiger solen
och vargtimmen flyr

I heard Vargtimmen was a cover?

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Here it is. I took one song which I thought you wanted, I couldn't remember which you asked for......

First of all, RivFader is apparently a legendary troll-king, who shall once again come to rid the northern world of the Christian plague. All the songs connected tells a story, which I am not yet sure how goes. I haven’t studied these lyrics until now(Thanx for asking me to do it!). Anyway, as you have realized, all the songs are based on northern mythology. This mythology consists of a lot of trolls and goblins and such, very typical for Norway, Sweden and Finland. I would very much like to study this a little closer…..Also, don’t think of the word «mountain» as something huge, like the Alps or something, it is the only word I could find. It is supposed to describe the small mountains typical of Scandinavia, which are rarely more than 2000 meters of height. Usually they are about 1000 meters, I guess.
Well, here are the translations of some of the songs, not all correct, maybe, but I hope you understand them. I had to rewrite a lot, because I couldn’t find the English word, or because I didn’t manage to translate properly from Swedish to Norwegian. I think all of it gives sense, though.
Enjoy





The Saga of Birth (Födosagan)

The ladder leads higher up
to the snow-white peak of the black mountain
A noble sight may now be expected
Strength of ancient times and true honor

I baptize my anger
In the brook of truth
From the mountain it flows
This pitch-black brook

From the mountain a statue
of power now rises
In the northern night
thousand eyes shine

The mountain shall(?) fill me with power
This God all trolls hail

This earth, this force
that now has shown itself
This power that is promised
Is not denied
A spear I shall forge and sharpen
The crown of the Trolls shall decorate/adorn(not sure which word) my vertex
Rivfaders strive, it must be hard
The day shall come when I am king

King of the trolls…..


The time of the Hunt (Jaktens Tid)

(…..The village is quiet, a starlit night
A fire dimly seen in the distance, they are closing in…..)

Forth rides the King of Trolls
with wolf-brothers out to hunt
All living flees, foe(?) and friend
Blood shall drown this lonely tract

Of the darkness in his eternal hall
he comes out, to quench a thirst
Here they hurry on on crooked legs,
More lives to take, hundred bones to break

The Troll-lords company rides forth
through somber woods and frozen mountain
They kill what they see and finds all hidden
Heads soon decorate their holy halls

Then the tract is gloomy and dark
the sun rises, no life to behold
Under the earth a successful hunt is celebrated,
and then again silence dominates

(be aware, human, who violates this place
soon the Trolls carry you to their halls)


War Mead (Krigsmjöd)

The blood once again wash
the moss and the cold mountains of the woods

Come everyone, hear my song
We take your lives one more time

Behold the fire of the ancient times, behold its splendor
Come together and dance the (….)s beat
Come empty your mug(?) with the honor of the troll-warrior
The old chief now leads this drinking bout

Saw-toothed spear and knife so sharp
The Christian shall fall, we take his scalp
Taken care of by the ancient memories’ web
(…………….)(something about drinking)

So wake the spirit, new lust(?) all get
With spear and knife we walk the warpath
Empty tour mugs before the enemy’s death
The intoxication of war is awoken with sweet mead

By moonlight we take them
So we clean our woods
Until there are no Christians left
Until there are no Christians left

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Holy shit dude! You´re a holy (or unholy, wich way you want to see it) man!! If there is anything I can do for you tell me!

This is great stuff! Thanks a lot!

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Finntroll - Slaget vid Blodsälv
Slaget vid Blodsälv

The battle at the river of blood

now the forest moves itself
a thousand trolls are crossing a river
not a sound not a whisper to hear
even warboars over the river go

soon they will struggle the axe are raised to the sky
panic and fear now see christians bend

On the troll-lords snout a grin appears
he rises his axe he whips his boar
faces turns to rage others turns to fear
when troll army rides in a storm of blood and filth

so fall man after man
so buzzes a wind of blood and limb
But less of the trolls who protects his home

As a miracle they meet
King of Jehova people who pray
and the axe of the troll-lords sinks
and of a mighty blow the King cuts in two

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Finntroll - Jaktens Tid
Jaktens Tid

A hunting time
...the landscape is quiet, a starry night
...a fire in the distant glance, for they come closer

The Trollking rides along
with the wolfbrother on hunt
All the living flee, foe and friend
the lonely region shall drown in blood

from the darkness into his hall
he´s going out, to satisfy the thirst
they hurry out on crooked bones
several lifes to take, hundreds of bones to break

the company of the troll-lords pulls out
through dark forests and frozen mountains
they kill all what they see and find all that is hidden
and soon their holy rock is decorated with skulls

so the region remains gloomy and dark
the sun rises, but no life to see
the underworld celebrates a successful hunt
then the silence will rule for centuries again...

(damn you hooman you intrude our lands
soon the trolls will carry you to the rock...)

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Finntroll- Aldhissla :
Aldhissla

Aldhissla

The moon shines over the nordic lands, the forest lies in its darkened glory
Aldhissla wander over montain and plain
For ever he`s waching this silent and nightly region
He sits into his cave and guard his golden treasure
His home of darkness and ice
This subbteranean land, the kingdom of eternal night

Master Aldhissla, the troll that hears everything
Master Aldhissla, evilness that never dies

No man has never been here, no hooman children are born here
Emptines and silence rule
No trail, no sign of the bearer of the cross
Aldhissla dont close his eyes, he never sleeps
Noone comes here with lies it their mouth
Beutifull and mighty is the land of the north without jehova

Master Aldhissla, the troll that hears everything
Master Aldhissla, evilness that never dies

Lonlyness, a sign of power
to see everything, a sign of power
Eternal life, a sign of power

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Finntroll - Blodnatt :
Blodnatt

Bloodnight

I sharpen my sword, oil my breastplate
I braid my beard and tar my face
The sun sets and the sky turns crimson
Blood shall be drunk, blood we shall drink tonight
Nightwolf i will ride to the gate of the church people
There I will draw my blade, strike down every man
The moon lights up my dark realm
And blood shall be drunk, blood we shall drink tonight
The sword tears a throat
Nightwolf bites off a head
Blood flows like a cataract
Priestkiller by my side Nightwolf I shall ride
And blood we shall drink tonight

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Finntroll - Svartberg
Svartberg

Black Mount

Further to the North we withdrow
With purpose to find our promissed land
Black Mount
Our infernal Kingdom
Where foot of none hooman stepped

Deeper underground to get immortal,
We're growing strong till those last days
We step out to upper world to take all
To bring back all that we used to have
When sky grows black, when sky is red
We will arise from where again
We are to come from our Black Mount

So follow me to get the throne
And power of the King of Trolls
Walk with your bloody sword in hands
No more untrue believe for our lands
No peace will find here any christian

Here's he, who's mounted his throne
Here rules he by the fire and the sword.

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Finntroll - Segersång:
Segersång

Song Of Victory

The sun sets between mountain and ice
From the ground a strange mist is rising
Beasts arise - forth they come
For christ's lambs it is time to flee
The wind augments - to a powerful storm it swells
Like a hurricane it sweeps onward
It's time for christ's lambs to run

This day they will remember
By council nocturnal they will be judged
A mighty song from the trollish camp is heard
Hymns they sing; victory to the damned

Blood flows, the blade shines wetly
Of the sword dealing Jesus' death stroke
Blood is dripping - snow colored crimson

Tonight we celebrate
Tonight we sing
Our victory song

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Finntroll - Kitteldags
Kitteldags

An Hour Around the Cauldron

Humans without parties
The old man maim
Ancient anger and sourcery
Witchery was the party's bane

And so they now will be fried
Just the way they once fried us
Salted they are, boiled they are
Their flesh we strip from the bones

Mealtime now draws to a close
Full and satisfied is many a troll
Goblins now meat are ripping
Rivfader climbs forth

Full of hate
Priest becomes chow
He is put on a plate

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Finntroll - Vätteanda:
Vätteanda

Goblinspirit

With shrieks and howls like the crows of a thousand ravens
We tear out from rock and hollow
Claws sharp as swords, muzzles like the wolf
Spirits come forth - taste our fire

We drink your blood - our life's juice
So much in millennia went unspent
Blood and bodies rim the borders of the North
We are here! We are here! GOBLINSPIRIT!

Eyes glinting among shadows, beak and talon
Flesh shall be torn for pagan beliefs
Eyes glinting among shadows, beak and talon
Flesh shall be torn for pagan beliefs

Unborn child and bearing woman
They taste the best in the dim night
Unborn child and bearing woman
They taste the best in the dim night

TEAR, BROTHERS, TEAR
TEAR, BROTHERS, TEAR
TEAR, BROTHERS, TEAR

have fun with these ))

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My god, how nice are you... I can't even translate Walpurgis from drunk to sober...

I wonder if there's any translations on the web for Vintersorg...

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Where did you find those lyrics martijn?

The lyrics are very different from what I thought they would be! It is very cool to read ...

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Hey, Martijn, you're ruining my moment here.....

Where did you find those?

BTW, Sanderinos, send me a hundred gallons of booze. That would be nice!

I'm thirsty!

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From the finntroll forum!!

http://www.proserpine.de

goto music, then to finntroll-cave, there it is, some translations of finntroll!!

have fun!!

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I´m going to ask what the price for sending a beer to norway is! what´s youre adres? you can email it to me, if you dont like posting it

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We'll see about that. I don't drink beer, except when the moonshine is gone.

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Sanderinos, why not sending me a couple of beers too? I live in sweden, and it was acctually me who made those translations, or at least some of them.

Some of which?
Hey, from trollhättan, you know my x-girl, then?

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maybe so, pelase tell me her name

Well, it would be a shame if I would send him beer, and he wouldn´t like it!
Send me youre adres as well then... I´ve some nice Hertog Jan for you!

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