Leaves Of Yggdrasil کے بول

Under the shady green Leaves of Yggdrasil Three norms spinning Threads so coarse Fates of men Guards they weave The fairest maiden of the kingdom Hair of silver, snow and ice Lives in the heart of every warrior But one filled her hearts desires With the fever of love's fire The course of true love Never did run smooth How much longer can they indure Life apart, bitter youth Lost in the land of a thousand forests Far away from her true love He kissed her lips, so mellow and rosy She dreams til the Sun rise up And then daylight blinds her heart The fairest maiden of the kingdom Hair of silver, snow and ice Lives in the heart of every warrior But one filled her hearts desires With the fever of love's fire