…Og Landet ligger så øde hen

Danish to English Translation:

… And the Land lies so desolate:

Music: Frederiksen, lyrics: Atkin (Read the original text by Aktin here)
Translation to Danish (As seen in the booklet): Frederiksen

In the inn, in the mill, in the merchant’s shop
Pitch black shadows creep
Not innkeeper, not miller, not merchant’s son
Saved their life
In son, in tale, in the realm of the shadows
Live the souls of the dead
Whilst their bodies lie and rot to earth
Death is amongst us

… And the land lies so desolate

No long is heard laughter and play
Life’s fickleness is known
Lo! The grave has claimed many a good folk
Both healthy and sick
The rot in rows in the ground so cold
– The worm’s miry realm –
A silence has sunk over our land… Og Landet ligger så øde hen
(… And the Land lies so desolate)
Music: Frederiksen, lyrics: Atkin
(Translation to Danish: Frederiksen)

In the inn, in the mill, in the merchant’s shop
Pitch black shadows creep
Not innkeeper, not miller, not merchant’s son
Saved their life
In son, in tale, in the realm of the shadows
Live the souls of the dead
Whilst their bodies lie and rot to earth
Death is amongst us

… And the land lies so desolate

No long is heard laughter and play
Life’s fickleness is known
Lo! The grave has claimed many a good folk
Both healthy and sick
The rot in rows in the ground so cold
– The worm’s miry realm –
A silence has sunk over our land
Death is amongst us

What use is a church without a priest?
What use is a ship without a seaman?
A farm with no smallholder
A hostel without an innkeeper
… And the land lies so desolate

Who comforts a child without a mother?
Who comforts a sister without a brother?
A council with no counsellors
A master with no journeyman
… And the land lies so desolate

We will raise ourselves again
We will stand strong again
And men will find women
A light in the dark now shines
A new world will arise
Death is amongst us

What use is a church without a priest?
What use is a ship without a seaman?
A farm with no smallholder
A hostel without an innkeeper
… And the land lies so desolate
… Og Landet ligger så øde hen
(… And the Land lies so desolate)
Music: Frederiksen, lyrics: Atkin
(Translation to Danish: Frederiksen)

In the inn, in the mill, in the merchant’s shop
Pitch black shadows creep
Not innkeeper, not miller, not merchant’s son
Saved their life
In son, in tale, in the realm of the shadows
Live the souls of the dead
Whilst their bodies lie and rot to earth
Death is amongst us

… And the land lies so desolate

No long is heard laughter and play
Life’s fickleness is known
Lo! The grave has claimed many a good folk
Both healthy and sick
The rot in rows in the ground so cold
– The worm’s miry realm –
A silence has sunk over our land
Death is amongst us

What use is a church without a priest?
What use is a ship without a seaman?
A farm with no smallholder
A hostel without an innkeeper
… And the land lies so desolate

Who comforts a child without a mother?
Who comforts a sister without a brother?
A council with no counsellors
A master with no journeyman
… And the land lies so desolate

We will raise ourselves again
We will stand strong again
And men will find women
A light in the dark now shines
A new world will arise
Who comforts a child without a mother?
Who comforts a sister without a brother?
A council with no counsellors
A master with no journeyman
… And the land lies so desolate

We will raise ourselves again
We will stand strong again
And men will find women
A light in the dark now shines
A new world will arise