Midgard

Behind the depth, before the height Surrounded by the serpent Jormundgand World of Man in the middle Of heat and ice, built by the Ymer brow World of Man Hot and cool high and low (In between extremities rises Midgard, mighty as the stem of the tree) The human pair living of its precious fruits, but soon (it may end) Middle Earth, old Midgard we wish the tree will burst into leaf! Will someday (the old man lives) reach an end and you'll start to fade! Mannaheim, old Midgard all your walls start to tumble down May the tree (be reborn) from the ash it will grow again Let's defend Midgard, we call the High One Sow upon the field the rune of Jara Middle Earth, old Midgard we wish the tree will burst into leaf! Will someday (the old man lives) reach an end and you'll start to fade! Mannaheim, the old Midgard all your walls start to tumble down May the tree (be reborn) from the ash it will grow again Hear that saint, clap your fucking hand, common Let's defend Midgard, we Call the High One Sow upon the field the rune of Jara In between extremities rises Midgard, mighty as the stem of the tree Ash and Elm, the human pair living of its precious fruits. But soon it may end