Skirnir
🎵 984 characters
⏱️ 4:43 duration
🆔 ID: 19659454
📜 Lyrics
Long is one night, and long the second one;
How can I... how can I wait through three?
Once a month... a month seemed less to me
Compared to this one night of waiting for her...
As dear to no man in days past
Was maid as she is to me:
But no elf, no god, will grant my prayer
That I may lie with her...
Hail to thee, Veraldur!
Long is one night, and long the second one;
How can I... how can I wait through three?
Once a month... a month seemed less to me
Compared to this one night of waiting for her...
Arise, Skirnir, now ride swiftly to Frey, my son,
And ask him this:
With whom is the Wise one so angry,
So sad at hearth?
Hail to thee, Veraldur!
To stake life on the luck of the dice
Is better than to be a coward:
The day of my death is by fate,
My time is fixed.
Night has fallen:
Now we must ride over the misty mountains,
The fells of the troll-folk;
We shall both arrive or both fall
...into the hands of Gymir.
Hail to thee, Veraldur
(Inspired by the Skirnismal)
How can I... how can I wait through three?
Once a month... a month seemed less to me
Compared to this one night of waiting for her...
As dear to no man in days past
Was maid as she is to me:
But no elf, no god, will grant my prayer
That I may lie with her...
Hail to thee, Veraldur!
Long is one night, and long the second one;
How can I... how can I wait through three?
Once a month... a month seemed less to me
Compared to this one night of waiting for her...
Arise, Skirnir, now ride swiftly to Frey, my son,
And ask him this:
With whom is the Wise one so angry,
So sad at hearth?
Hail to thee, Veraldur!
To stake life on the luck of the dice
Is better than to be a coward:
The day of my death is by fate,
My time is fixed.
Night has fallen:
Now we must ride over the misty mountains,
The fells of the troll-folk;
We shall both arrive or both fall
...into the hands of Gymir.
Hail to thee, Veraldur
(Inspired by the Skirnismal)
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.00] Long is one night, and long the second one;
[00:09.16] How can I... how can I wait through three?
[00:23.20] Once a month... a month seemed less to me
[00:32.29] Compared to this one night of waiting for her...
[00:46.86] As dear to no man in days past
[00:49.18] Was maid as she is to me:
[00:51.17] But no elf, no god, will grant my prayer
[00:53.82] That I may lie with her...
[00:55.52] Hail to thee, Veraldur!
[01:41.27] Long is one night, and long the second one;
[01:50.06] How can I... how can I wait through three?
[02:03.94] Once a month... a month seemed less to me
[02:12.96] Compared to this one night of waiting for her...
[02:27.01] Arise, Skirnir, now ride swiftly to Frey, my son,
[02:30.66] And ask him this:
[02:32.48] With whom is the Wise one so angry,
[02:34.66] So sad at hearth?
[02:36.25] Hail to thee, Veraldur!
[03:21.93] To stake life on the luck of the dice
[03:24.64] Is better than to be a coward:
[03:26.50] The day of my death is by fate,
[03:28.78] My time is fixed.
[03:30.34] Night has fallen:
[03:32.39] Now we must ride over the misty mountains,
[03:34.53] The fells of the troll-folk;
[03:36.38] We shall both arrive or both fall
[03:38.31] ...into the hands of Gymir.
[03:40.16] Hail to thee, Veraldur
[03:49.05] (Inspired by the Skirnismal)
[04:29.46]
[00:09.16] How can I... how can I wait through three?
[00:23.20] Once a month... a month seemed less to me
[00:32.29] Compared to this one night of waiting for her...
[00:46.86] As dear to no man in days past
[00:49.18] Was maid as she is to me:
[00:51.17] But no elf, no god, will grant my prayer
[00:53.82] That I may lie with her...
[00:55.52] Hail to thee, Veraldur!
[01:41.27] Long is one night, and long the second one;
[01:50.06] How can I... how can I wait through three?
[02:03.94] Once a month... a month seemed less to me
[02:12.96] Compared to this one night of waiting for her...
[02:27.01] Arise, Skirnir, now ride swiftly to Frey, my son,
[02:30.66] And ask him this:
[02:32.48] With whom is the Wise one so angry,
[02:34.66] So sad at hearth?
[02:36.25] Hail to thee, Veraldur!
[03:21.93] To stake life on the luck of the dice
[03:24.64] Is better than to be a coward:
[03:26.50] The day of my death is by fate,
[03:28.78] My time is fixed.
[03:30.34] Night has fallen:
[03:32.39] Now we must ride over the misty mountains,
[03:34.53] The fells of the troll-folk;
[03:36.38] We shall both arrive or both fall
[03:38.31] ...into the hands of Gymir.
[03:40.16] Hail to thee, Veraldur
[03:49.05] (Inspired by the Skirnismal)
[04:29.46]