Ett Folk Förbannat 歌词

歌曲	Ett Folk Förbannat
歌手	Finntroll
专辑	Blodsvept
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	Vi klöser
	Vi klättrar
	Vi klänger oss fast
	Sargar, biter, blöder dess skinn
	Världsbestens eviga gång
	Människans vandring, inte så lång
	Då hon skakar berg, bojor falla
	De vilda stiga
	De jubla alla
	Vi klöser
	Vi klättrar
	Vi klänger oss fast
	River, sliter, skär i dess kött
	Världsbestens eviga gång
	Människans vandring, inte så lång
	Då hon skakar berg, bojor falla
	De vilda stiga
	De jubla alla
	Vi hugger
	Vi stryper
	Vi klänger oss fast
	Fängslar, hatar, bränner dess jord
	Den morgon råder då vi ej vandra mer
	Den dag kan skymtas då slutet sker
	Den afton kommer då allt har stannat
	Den natt nu nalkas, ett folk förbannat...
	Vi slickar
	Vi tuggar
	Vi klänger oss fast
	Förtär, sväljer, förgör dess prakt
	Vi klöser
	Vi klättrar
	Vi klänger oss fast
	Sargar, biter, blöder dess skinn
	Världsbestens eviga gång
	Människans vandring, inte så lång
	Då hon skakar berg, bojor falla
	De vilda stiga
	De jubla alla
	[English translation:]
	[A Cursed Race]
	We tear
	We climb
	We rise constatly
	Mangle, bite, make their skin bleed
	Eternal stride of the universal beasts
	The path of man, not so long
	She shakes the mountains, chains fall
	The furious rise
	They all rejoice
	We tear
	We climb
	We rise constatly
	Rip, cut and slit their flesh
	Eternal stride of the universal beasts
	The path of man, not so long
	She shakes the mountains, chains fall
	The furious rise
	They all rejoice
	We strike
	We strangle
	We rise constantly
	Enthrall, hate, burn their land
	The morning comes when we march no more
	That day we can see a glimpse of the end
	That evening all will have stopped
	That night now approaches, a cursed race...
	We lick
	We chew
	We rise constantly
	Devour, swallow, smite their glory
	We tear
	We climb
	We rise constatly
	Mangle, bite, make their skin bleed
	Eternal stride of the universal beasts
	The path of man, not so long
	She shakes the mountains, chains fall
	The furious rise
	They all rejoice

	Vi kl ser
	Vi kl ttrar
	Vi kl nger oss fast
	Sargar, biter, bl der dess skinn
	V rldsbestens eviga g ng
	M nniskans vandring, inte s l ng
	D hon skakar berg, bojor falla
	De vilda stiga
	De jubla alla
	Vi kl ser
	Vi kl ttrar
	Vi kl nger oss fast
	River, sliter, sk r i dess k tt
	V rldsbestens eviga g ng
	M nniskans vandring, inte s l ng
	D hon skakar berg, bojor falla
	De vilda stiga
	De jubla alla
	Vi hugger
	Vi stryper
	Vi kl nger oss fast
	F ngslar, hatar, br nner dess jord
	Den morgon r der d vi ej vandra mer
	Den dag kan skymtas d slutet sker
	Den afton kommer d allt har stannat
	Den natt nu nalkas, ett folk f rbannat...
	Vi slickar
	Vi tuggar
	Vi kl nger oss fast
	F rt r, sv ljer, f rg r dess prakt
	Vi kl ser
	Vi kl ttrar
	Vi kl nger oss fast
	Sargar, biter, bl der dess skinn
	V rldsbestens eviga g ng
	M nniskans vandring, inte s l ng
	D hon skakar berg, bojor falla
	De vilda stiga
	De jubla alla
	English translation:
	A Cursed Race
	We tear
	We climb
	We rise constatly
	Mangle, bite, make their skin bleed
	Eternal stride of the universal beasts
	The path of man, not so long
	She shakes the mountains, chains fall
	The furious rise
	They all rejoice
	We tear
	We climb
	We rise constatly
	Rip, cut and slit their flesh
	Eternal stride of the universal beasts
	The path of man, not so long
	She shakes the mountains, chains fall
	The furious rise
	They all rejoice
	We strike
	We strangle
	We rise constantly
	Enthrall, hate, burn their land
	The morning comes when we march no more
	That day we can see a glimpse of the end
	That evening all will have stopped
	That night now approaches, a cursed race...
	We lick
	We chew
	We rise constantly
	Devour, swallow, smite their glory
	We tear
	We climb
	We rise constatly
	Mangle, bite, make their skin bleed
	Eternal stride of the universal beasts
	The path of man, not so long
	She shakes the mountains, chains fall
	The furious rise
	They all rejoice

	Vi kl ser
	Vi kl ttrar
	Vi kl nger oss fast
	Sargar, biter, bl der dess skinn
	V rldsbestens eviga g ng
	M nniskans vandring, inte s l ng
	D hon skakar berg, bojor falla
	De vilda stiga
	De jubla alla
	Vi kl ser
	Vi kl ttrar
	Vi kl nger oss fast
	River, sliter, sk r i dess k tt
	V rldsbestens eviga g ng
	M nniskans vandring, inte s l ng
	D hon skakar berg, bojor falla
	De vilda stiga
	De jubla alla
	Vi hugger
	Vi stryper
	Vi kl nger oss fast
	F ngslar, hatar, br nner dess jord
	Den morgon r der d vi ej vandra mer
	Den dag kan skymtas d slutet sker
	Den afton kommer d allt har stannat
	Den natt nu nalkas, ett folk f rbannat...
	Vi slickar
	Vi tuggar
	Vi kl nger oss fast
	F rt r, sv ljer, f rg r dess prakt
	Vi kl ser
	Vi kl ttrar
	Vi kl nger oss fast
	Sargar, biter, bl der dess skinn
	V rldsbestens eviga g ng
	M nniskans vandring, inte s l ng
	D hon skakar berg, bojor falla
	De vilda stiga
	De jubla alla
	English translation:
	A Cursed Race
	We tear
	We climb
	We rise constatly
	Mangle, bite, make their skin bleed
	Eternal stride of the universal beasts
	The path of man, not so long
	She shakes the mountains, chains fall
	The furious rise
	They all rejoice
	We tear
	We climb
	We rise constatly
	Rip, cut and slit their flesh
	Eternal stride of the universal beasts
	The path of man, not so long
	She shakes the mountains, chains fall
	The furious rise
	They all rejoice
	We strike
	We strangle
	We rise constantly
	Enthrall, hate, burn their land
	The morning comes when we march no more
	That day we can see a glimpse of the end
	That evening all will have stopped
	That night now approaches, a cursed race...
	We lick
	We chew
	We rise constantly
	Devour, swallow, smite their glory
	We tear
	We climb
	We rise constatly
	Mangle, bite, make their skin bleed
	Eternal stride of the universal beasts
	The path of man, not so long
	She shakes the mountains, chains fall
	The furious rise
	They all rejoice

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