Naar vinteren tar bitter fart Og steiner sprekker I frostklar natt Ved svarte tjern under naken li Da er villmarken vond aa ferdes I
Vi befarer store sletter Der sneen ligger tykk Det blaaser kaldt - Vi skal d? Vi har s?rgelig nok forfalt
Fra still tjern Till hortbetonte vidder Farvel
[English translation:]
[When The Cold Takes]
When the winter takes a bitter speed And stones crack in the frost-clear night By black lakes under naked slope Then is the wilderness hard to go through
We walk across vast planes Where the snow lies thick It blows cold - we will die Sadly, we have fallen enough