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Vargsangen/ Hodr

Vargen ylar i nattens skog(The wolf is howling in the forest of the night)Han vill men kan inte sova(He wants to, but cannot sleep)Hungern river i hans varga buk(The hunger tears his wolven stomach)Och det är kallt i hans stova(And it’s cold in his burrow) Du varg du varg, kom inte hit(Wolf, wolf, don’t youContinue reading “Vargsangen/ Hodr”


Mistletoe shimmersWhere once was my heart.Silver leaves of coldFreeze my thoughts.Mistletoe poisonRuns in my blood,And darkness fallsOn my broken chest. Mistletoe brightensThe gloomiest days,Bringing joy to the wise,Crowning the kings.Mistletoe bleedsThe brightest of hearts,And spring shall comeNevermore. Mistletoe makesThe finest arrows and darts,When it’s malice thatGives thought to the making.Mistletoe kissesThe life goodbyeGiving it asContinue reading “Mistletoe”