Tidløs og Formløs

from Tales of the end by Snøstorm

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lyrics

Du hører min stemme fra hver en elv
Du føler min sjel i vinden fra nord
Du kjenner min kjærlighet i hver en fjord

Jeg står på det høyeste fjell

Jeg går mellom stokk og stein
En gammel mann, stum og blind
Jeg er eldre enn fjell, jeg er far til trær

Jeg er tidløs og formløs
Hatt og kappe skjuler meg
Jeg går blant skog fjell og mark

Du hører min stemme fra hver en elv
Du føler min sjel i vinden fra nord
Du kjenner min kjærlighet i hver en fjord

Jeg går i det dypeste hav

Jeg har to ravner ved min side
De ser alt og alle
Jeg ser skjebner til hver en mann

Jeg føler en sykdom i jorden
Den truer oss alle
Dette spørsmål kan jeg ikke svare

Du hører min stemme fra hver en elv
Du føler min sjel i vinden fra nord
Du kjenner min kjærlighet i hver en fjord

Du kjenner min hand lede deg til trygg jord

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You hear my voice from every river
You feel my soul in the northern wind
You feel my affection in each and every fjord

I stand atop the highest mountain

I walk between rocks and stones
An old man, mute and blind
I am older than mountains, I am the father of trees

I am timeless and shapeless
Hat and robes hide me
I walk among woods, mountains, and earth

You hear my voice from every river
You feel my soul in the northern wind
You feel my affection in each and every fjord

I walk in the deepest ocean

I have two ravens by my side
They see everything and everyone
I see the fates of every man

I feel a sickness in the earth/ground
It threatens us all
This riddle, I cannot answer

You hear my voice from every river
You feel my soul in the northern wind
You sense my affection in each and every fjord

You feel my hand lead you to a safe ground