MYRKUR - Tor i Helheim (Official Audio)
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- Опубліковано 6 кві 2020
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Lyrics:
En stol højt monne stande alt under hvælvet sten
Den var af hovedpande og skøre dødningben
Der så man Hel at true, alt var hun hvid mod fod
Mod issen blå at skue af underløbet blod
Et dødningben det hvide vel bleget i måneskin
Hun straktes ud til kvide med et hævngærrigt sind
Det vare muldent lugte hun sprang det som en vånd
Som kongespir hun brugte det i sin grumme hånd
Det var så tyst derinde, en liglugt overalt
Der rørtes ingen vinde kun hule suk gengjaldt
Tre fakler blåligt lue ved hver en dødning stod
Man idel rædsel skue med intet spor af blod
Der så man Tor at smile, han vendte sig omkring
Han monne hurtigt ile hen i de dødes ring
Han råbte højt derinde da disse strenge ord
Så gå det hver en kvinde som ej tør følge Tor
I usselige dåre som frygter sår og død
Nu Hel jer evigt såre med kval og bitter nød
I lod ej hjelmen hvælve om issen kækt i strid
I skabtes til at skælve så skælv til evig tid
Derpå den strenge kæmpe tren fast for Hela frem
Han måtte stemmen dæmpe i hendes mørke hjem
Han sagde gustne kvinde retfærdigt straffer du
Dog står jeg ej herinde i en frivillig hu
Til Udgårds drot at drage dertil stod fast mit sind
Der kunne han så mage at her jeg vandret ind
Thi sig mig hvis du mægter hvad vej jeg vandre må
For til de stærke slægter i Jotunheim at gå
Der skreg til Mjølners svinger Hel med sin stemme styg
Det klang som sværdet klinger udi en panserryg
Forlad min sort bue gå frem snart est du der
Det blænder mig at skue din sundheds rosenskjær
Der vinkte brat behænde gud Tor med dristigt blik
Sig Loke bort mon vende da Hel forbi han gik
Fast han sit øje lukkede så tungt var ham den gang
Hun så på ham og sukkede i hendes spir det klang
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Amalie Bruun has always paved her own path, challenging underground preconceptions of heavy metal ever since the release of her debut Myrkur EP in 2014. Her first two full-length studio albums, 2015’s M and 2017’s Mareridt, recast black metal in the most personal yet expansive of terms, their blending of Amalie’s Danish folk roots with tempestuous internal struggles breathing new life into a subgenre whose followers can be rigidly possessive.
With the release of her new album, Folkesange, Amalie Bruun has set out to journey into the very heart of the Scandinavian culture that marked her childhood. Folkesange relinquishes black metal for a refined yet far-reaching evocation of traditional folk, combining songs ancient and new to sublimely resonant effect.
After the nightmare-induced visions that wrought themselves throughout Mareridt, Folkesange offers an emotional sanctuary, a means to reconnect to something permanent and nature-aligned. It’s an awareness that’s become deeply bound to the album’s organic, regenerative spirit, from the opening track Ella’s heartbeat, frame-drum percussion and crystalline vocals that become the grounding for a rapt, richly textured awakening, to the gentle carousel of the closing Vinter, with its nostalgia-steeped connotations of seasonal, snowfall-bewitched awe.
Storytelling, rites of passage, and the invocation of a continuity that passes through time and generation are all part of folk music’s tapestry, and Folkesange taps into all these currents in their most essential form. In part a purist’s approach to the genre, free from over-interpretation and fusion, the use of traditional instruments throughout, such as nyckelharpa, lyre, and mandola offer a deeper, more tactile connection to their source, an unbroken line of communication back to the past.
But the album is no museum piece; it resonates in the here and now, aided by the spacious production of Heilung member and musical collaborator Christopher Juul. Cinematic yet intimate, Folkesange exists in a state of boundless reverie, bourne by string-led drones, cyclical, elegiac rhythms and Amalie’s frictionless voice, all carrier signals for deep-rooted, ancestral memories, and associations felt on an elemental level.
It’s a binding of the otherworldly and the earthy that echoes the the subject matter of many of the tales themselves. Written by Amalie, Leaves Of Yggdrasil’s medieval cadences bind tragic love story and mythology, full of both fairytale wonder and deeply human foible. Tor i Helheim, its dreamily persistent rhythm redolent of both innocence and encroachment, is based on a poem from the Icelandic Eddas, relating a journey into the underworld of Hel where the sparse nature of the accompaniment becomes the medium that carries you along in its thrall.
An immersive experience in its own right, but also belonging to a wider, pagan folk-based renaissance that has attracted a devoted following worldwide, Folkesange answers a need that has become ever more pressing in turbulent times. A zeroing in on a resonance that is both intrinsic and enduring, it’s a rediscovery of personal grounding, and an experience that reaches beyond culture to remind us of a shared, deeply rooted inheritance. A tuning fork that binds the personal and the universal, Folkesange is a reminder that the most transcendent experiences are those closest to home.
(Words by Jonathan Selzer)
one of the most beautiful songs I've ever heard
True
Then you obviously havn't heard my armpit fart song
Tis our culture.
It's kind of annoying asf
My name is Thorkell the Tall. I shall translate this song for you:
A throne stood tall beneath the arched stone. It was made of skulls and brittle mortal bones.
That was the home of Hel. Her feet were white, her head was blue, from the blood that turns stale.
A white corpse bone, well bleached by the light of the moon, she reaches out with a vengeful mind.
It has a smell like mold, but she holds it like a branch. Like the scepter of a king, she wields it in her cruel hand.
It was so silent in there, the smell of death everywhere. No wind stirred, apart from hollow sighs.
At each corpse stood three blue torches, only witnessed by horror. But not even a trace of blood. [because the souls who end up in Hel are the cowards who did not die in battle]
Thor was seen to smile; he turned around. He did not tarry to join the circle of the dead.
Loudly he yelled in those chambers these strict words: Thus it will pass for every woman who dares not follow Thor! [he insults the dead, calling them women]
You miserable fools who fear wounds and death. Now Hel will wound you forever more with misery and bitter want.
You did not let the helmet envelop your skull in battle so bold. You were made to tremble, so tremble forever more!
And then the stern warrior stepped forth in front of Hel herself. He had to calm his voice in her dark home.
He said: Pallid woman, your judgement is just! But my aim is not to be here.
To see the lord of Udgård, for that I set my course. And he could agree that I walked in here.
Then tell me if you are able, which road I have to walk. To visit those strong bloodlines of Jotunheim.
Then she cried to the one who wields MjølnR. Hel cried with her horrible voice. It rang out like a sword that sinks into an armoured back.
Leave my black home! Go forth, soon you will be there! It blinds me to behold thy rosy sheen of health!
That godly Thor, he winked boldly when Hel she passed him by. Loki turned away when Hel walked past his place.
He closely shut his eye, so heavy was her gait. She gazed upon him and sighed. Her spire it did reverb.
Thank you . Very beautiful song.
Thanks for the translation, the song became more bewitching
@@raoul__duke I am happy you appreciate it. It's not an easy song to translate. It was written some hundreds of years ago by a man we now consider our national poet, but it is based on legends more than a thousand years old. He was very inspired by our ancient religion.
Sounds so much more peaceful when you don't understand the words.
@@Tom_Quixote The whole poem: kalliope.org/da/text/oehlen2000033001
The beautiful kulning at the beginning of this song calls out to all ears to listen to the story about to be told.
Myrkur reportedly said these are actual calls used by nordic farmers to call their herd back.
Every time I play this song, my cat meows, runs over to me, and starts purring in my lap. I think it's the Kulning in the beginning of the song that she likes. It really makes her content and relaxed... almost like a spell from Freyja. 😻
My cat when she listens to this music is in a frenzy ...and special even for animals.. I love this song
@@White_Oak_ this is so sweet ;)
This album somehow has become my top choice workout music for the past year 👌🙌🏼
This is so beautifull. Ghoosebumps all over my body.
Amalie Bruun looks like a native Slav from Poland. Poles and Nordic nations are related by blood. Our real folk music is very similar to yours. Historical artifacts found in our areas indicate cooperation between our peoples.
That's why when I listen to this beautiful song, I'm very touched by how similar we are. And how much we miss you. And it's one of the most beautiful songs I've ever heard. I greet you my dears from Poland.
Is t all European people related by blood? This in a good way
Ive already listened to this folksong album at least 200 times! So amazing!
Efsane ötesi ya yazılarıma müzik ararken keşfettim ve kopamıyorum özellikle bu şarkıdan muhteşem bir detaysınız myrkur⭐
das ist sehr schön, ich liebe das sehr Was für eine wunderschöne Stimme sie hat Die ganze Musik ist atemberaubend
Bruder was das für Deutsch? Lern mal die Sprache Habibi. Ist ja nur peinlich... Hoffe du sprichst nicht Privat so.
I came across you're music very very randomly throughout Spotify, and I wanna say thank you for bringing such beautiful sounds to my ear, and taking me back in young memories of my Teen age years walking in the wilderness and doing all kinds of activities outdoors. Thank You!
Bu parçayı menekşeme ithaf ediyorum 🌿
Wow Myrkur. So many emotions running through me while listening to this song. Your ability to transcend the energy through music is truly admirable.
I once compared this to the "Vulgaris Magistralis" son and now I'm spoiled, I can't unhear it.
I love this song though, can't stop listenning to it either.
Magnifique voix, magnifique musique, j'adore, merci Myrkur ❤️
Since 90s in Denmark I have not seen such energy, Well done !
EXACTLY!
Even in the 90s I did not see such energy.
You have Floor Jansen!!!!!
Magnifique musique. Très apaisante 🧚♀️🌿
Hail to the Old Gods'. Hail to the Ancestors!!! ⚔
Güzel bir şarkıya ne demeli ?Teşekkürler ❤
What a gift to feel shivers upon flesh to a songstress once again.
Listening to this ive started Kulning myself, so much fun never knew I could hit high notes like that. Thankyou ❤️
Simply... BEAUTIFUL
Thor in Helheim
A chair stood high under arched stone
It was made of skulls and brittle bones of the dead
There, one could see Hel brooding, she was white to the foot
Towards the crown of her head blue, from blood that ran beneath
A dead man's white bone, well bleached in the moonlight
She stretched out to torment, with a vengeful mind
It smelled of earth, she waved it like a wand
Like a scepter, she wielded it in her cruel hand
It was so quiet within, the smell of corpses everywhere
No winds moved there, only empty sighs were returned
Three blue-flamed torches stood by each of the dead
Beheld in empty terror, without a trace of blood
Thor was seen smiling, he turned around
He hastened forward into the ring of the dead
He then shouted these harsh words:
Thus will it be for every woman who dares not to follow Thor
You poor fools who fear injury and death
Now may Hel inflict injury eternally upon you, with woe and bitter hardship
You let not the helmet adorn your head in battle
You were created to tremble, so tremble for eternity
Then the harsh giant went steadily before Hela
He had to soften his voice in her dark home
He said, pallid woman, you punish justly
But I do not stand here of my own free will
To journey to the chieftain of Utgard, I had set my mind upon
He has caused me to wander in here
For tell me if you know which road I must take
To go to the strong kin in Jotunheim
Then to the swinger of Mjölnir, Hel shouted in her rough voice
It rang like the sword against a suit of armor
Depart from my black arch, walk ahead, soon you will be there
It dazzles me to behold the rosiness of your health
The agile god Thor waved hastily, with a bold glance
Loki turned away as Hel walked past him
Tightly he closed his eyes, so heavy to him that day
She looked at him and sighed, her scepter rang
lyricstranslate.com/en/tor-i-helheim-thor-helheim.html
Hearing this made me feel so good..........love from India ❤️❤️❤️
beutifull song , make you traveling around the scandinavian mountain and field
Tack för att det går att se översättningen på svenska igen ❤
Another amazing piece from AMALIE an absolutely fantastic and talented artist...keep up the good work AMALIE no ones threats should harm you it's what you think of yourself that counts and should never let anyone put your spirit down.
For soul, this song is the best choose.
Amazing and beautiful and and just wow!
100 % Norway !
It is so... touchy...
I love it so much...
This is amazing! Thank you 💜💜💜
Absolutely stunning, absolutely beautiful. I don’t fully understand the story but really blown away by this.
¡¡¡MYRKUR FOREVER!!! KISSES, A HUG AND CHEER UP FROM SPAIN😘😍👏👏👏👏👏👏
I'm so glad I found this, thank you
Mesmerising ...
Marvelouse!!! Great vice! Fantastic!
True amazing
I listen 10 times a day. I'm addicted thanks mykur
Kadın çok iyi ya
Супер
Вообще класс,лучший фолк который я слышал,а этот альбом Тьмы пока что лучший по всем параметрам
One of the best 'folkesange' i've ever heard
These are really great. Made me lol alone in my room. Thanks for that! ❤
I am under a big storm with Manu thunders. The paradise.
This is amazing
it's beautiful. Thanks.
Love
💚💚💚
Beauty
❤❤❤❤❤
This song is for my comtempary dance!
I feel like I'm the main character of the RPG
Dog står jeg ej herinde i en frivillig hu - это лучшая строчка , никак не могу выговорить "jeg ej" но звучит круто
4:39 Толстой))
@@linda0O0 хD
I would love to know the English translation to this beautiful song ❤️
English translation for the lyrics please, thank you
Here you go - I've tried my best. I can't quite translate it to sound as poetic as it sounds in Danish and some of them were old words difficult to translate completely. This translation is more or less word for word - enjoy :)
A chair stands high under arched stones
It was (made) of skulls (calvaria) and the brittle bones of the dead
There you saw Hel threaten, she was all white to her feet
You saw the blue crown of her head - of underflowed blood
A bone so white, well bleached in the moonlight
She reached out to cause woe with a vengeful mind
It had a foul (or earthy) smell, she turned from it in agony
As a king spire (a scepter) she used it in her cruel hand
It was so quiet in there, an smell of corpses everywhere
No winds were there, only hollow sighs rendered
Three torches of bluish flames, by each of the dead stood
You saw with sheer horror, with no trace of blood
There you saw Tor smile, he turned around
He quickly rushed into the ring of the dead
He shouted loudly in there, these harsh words
This is the fate for every woman who dare not follow Tor
You wretched fools, who fear wounds and death
Now Hel eternally hurts you with anguish and bitter distress
You did not let the helmet boldly envelop your scalp in times of conflict
You were made to tremble, then tremble forever
Then the severe giant stepped firmly in front of Hela
He had to lower his voice in her dark home
He said sallow woman justly you punish
However, I am not here voluntarily
To go to the lord of Udgård, upon that my mind was fixed
There he could feel (or make it so?) that here I was walking
For tell me if you know, what path I must take
To go to the strong families/houses in Jotunheim
Hel screamed to the swinger of Mjølner with her ugly voice
It sounded like the sword echoing on an armor
Leave my black arch, go forward - soon you are there
It blinds me to see the rose-tint of your health
There waved abruptly Tor the god with a bold look
Loke turned away, as Hell passed him by
He closed his eyes heavily
She looked at him and sighed - in her spire (scepter) it resounded
@@vanefreja86 thanks bro!
@@vanefreja86 Thank you!
@@vanefreja86 thank you 😍😍😍 I appreciate your translation. Clearly that you put lots of effort and care in it.
Sr for my late reply and any mistake in my english.
It is Danish ? What does the song say ? I imagine a wonderful love story of a warrior and a princess. Love and tragedy.
This is a beautiful song.
Ah.. I really wish the first 50 seconds weren't included tho. I feel like it kinda takes away beautiful flow it has. But that's just my opinion ofcouse ..
Wonderful song, wonderful voice !
It's not bad by any means, but it's a bit distracting when you wanna have the song on repeat
Stolt dansker 🤗🇩🇰🇩🇰
Norway or Sweden? Nice opening.
Danish
@@capri24vcosworth ok thanks
Jag kunde få denna sång översatt till Svenska förut. Av en som nu står bara på engelska. Hur har det kommit sig? Jätte bra musik. Höll på att sjunga med och förstå alla orden. Men är kass på engelska tyvärr.
Jag önskar er det bästa. Kid
I absolutely love this song and totally hate its intro. Best album I've discovered this year though.
How many can understand what she is singing? (Im one of them)
Мне понравилось, ловите мой 599 лайк : )
Proud to be pagan.
Tor I helheim means thor in helheim
Ist das die dänische Version von Katja Moslehners Hexenlied oder das Ursprungs-Lied davon?
It is about Tor's visit to Helheim. I've translated it above :) the test was written in the 1800s.
0:51
i like your shoelaces
Vi danskere kan også lyde nordiske!
Lol, WTF Scarborough fair is this? xd
so bored