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-