اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Sweet call, oh mother of all
It's fate that binds us now
Your sight is guiding us all
To what can be
Rise! Rise of the druids
Oh, seeing ones
Fall! Fall of the tyrants
Make them pay
When we ride out for the witch of the north
When we ride out in valiance we go forth
When we ride out defying the frost
For Freya! Witch of the north
Let go, let the gift of sight flow
Feel the wonder and dreams coursing through
For peace, for the sake of prosperity
Wise are the ways of the womb
Rise! Rise of the druids
Oh, peaceful ones
Fall! Fall of the tyrants
Oh!
When we ride out for the witch of the north
When we ride out in valiance we go forth
When we ride out defying the frost
For Freya! Witch of the north
When we ride out for the witch of the north
When we ride out in valiance we go forth
When we ride out defying the frost
For Freya! Witch of the north
Defying the frost
Witch of the north
Go forth for Freya
Witch of the north
