| 歌曲 | Queen Of Night |
| 歌手 | Enslaved |
| 专辑 | Below The Lights |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Peersen | |
| (Music: Ivar Peersen - Lyrics: Ivar Peersen) | |
| Across the scorched fields of fathers land | |
| In each step an abyss is built | |
| Through misty dreams he touched her hand | |
| The boar is dead | |
| Its blood is spilt | |
| He set his foot on the slopes of far away | |
| They'd been asleep when his sun roared | |
| He walked through night, walked through day | |
| Landless mourning lord | |
| "Why should we let you by?" | |
| The road is blocked by men of three | |
| "If you need ask, you already know" | |
| They said to let him pass, to leave him be | |
| At the shores of sorrow | |
| How far he'd come (to see her eyes) | |
| (After) Moons and more moons | |
| He'd be there tomorrow | |
| "And I would travel across the water | |
| To where she lies" | |
| On the sea of solitude he rows | |
| The winds howl her name, he has no fears | |
| Tired and smiling he falls, downwards he goes | |
| There she is, waiting after all these years |
| zuo ci : Peersen | |
| Music: Ivar Peersen Lyrics: Ivar Peersen | |
| Across the scorched fields of fathers land | |
| In each step an abyss is built | |
| Through misty dreams he touched her hand | |
| The boar is dead | |
| Its blood is spilt | |
| He set his foot on the slopes of far away | |
| They' d been asleep when his sun roared | |
| He walked through night, walked through day | |
| Landless mourning lord | |
| " Why should we let you by?" | |
| The road is blocked by men of three | |
| " If you need ask, you already know" | |
| They said to let him pass, to leave him be | |
| At the shores of sorrow | |
| How far he' d come to see her eyes | |
| After Moons and more moons | |
| He' d be there tomorrow | |
| " And I would travel across the water | |
| To where she lies" | |
| On the sea of solitude he rows | |
| The winds howl her name, he has no fears | |
| Tired and smiling he falls, downwards he goes | |
| There she is, waiting after all these years |
| zuò cí : Peersen | |
| Music: Ivar Peersen Lyrics: Ivar Peersen | |
| Across the scorched fields of fathers land | |
| In each step an abyss is built | |
| Through misty dreams he touched her hand | |
| The boar is dead | |
| Its blood is spilt | |
| He set his foot on the slopes of far away | |
| They' d been asleep when his sun roared | |
| He walked through night, walked through day | |
| Landless mourning lord | |
| " Why should we let you by?" | |
| The road is blocked by men of three | |
| " If you need ask, you already know" | |
| They said to let him pass, to leave him be | |
| At the shores of sorrow | |
| How far he' d come to see her eyes | |
| After Moons and more moons | |
| He' d be there tomorrow | |
| " And I would travel across the water | |
| To where she lies" | |
| On the sea of solitude he rows | |
| The winds howl her name, he has no fears | |
| Tired and smiling he falls, downwards he goes | |
| There she is, waiting after all these years |