Brisinghamen (translation) 가사

Brisinghamen In solitude she cries, the most beautiful of them all Captured and locked in a sorrow no one can conceive Joy vanished far out there Burning desire, but no hope She longs for home, bu tcan not find a way A dismal destiny hidden behind a smile Mardol, you glorious, sacrificed for peace you were You sold your flesh, but found no comfort That which glitters does not bring you peace Gern you devoted yourself and consumed many desire. But, still in the night, gold is dripping from your eyes. Fråya, Od you shall find when everything ends Then you shall be set free Untill that day you shall find no comfort Not even in the shining Brisinghamen