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



From Still Lakes

To Far-toned Plateau

Farewell-