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Baldrs Draumar – Upstallesbâm
Guitar Pro Tab:
tabs.ultimate-guitar.com/tab/baldrs_draumar/upstallesbeam_guitar_pro_2896676
Beaken yn de griis-wite dize
Oerskaadzjend elts oankommend man
Dêr ’t de deaden bedobbe binne
Wurdt no rjocht sprutsen oer it frije Lân
Dêr, yn ’e dellingen
Stiet de Upstallesbâm
Dêr, oer it wetter
komme de sibben gear
Upstallesbâm!
Under it each fan de goaden
Wylst it ljocht fan de folle moanne skynt
Wurdt sân dagen lang de wiisheid garre
Wiisheid dy’t it folk foar earst wer bynt
By it ferstriken fan de jierren
Yn tiden fan libben en fan dea
Wurdt hjir harke nei it oardiel
Under de Upstallesbâm
It libben sipelt fan de tûken
Lûkt yn de woartels, it lûkt yn de grûn
It bier mingt him dêr mei ‘t bistebloed
It tsjil draait rûn, in nije tiid is begûn
Dêr, yn ’e dellingen
Stiet de Upstallesbâm
Dêr, oer it wetter
komme de eallju gear
Sa lang as Skoll en Hati jeie
Sil de Fries krewearje foar syn lân
As de wolven it himelljocht ferskuorre
Sille wy op ‘e nij ús libben jaan
Skelta, ús riedsman, hoeder fan tradysje
Ferskaf ús it ynsjoch, jou ús no dyn fyzje
Skelta, goademan, lit de hoarne rûngean
Wy proaste op ’t beslút en op ús fuortbestean
ENGLISH TRANSLATION:
Beacon in the grey-white mist
Overshadowing those approaching
From where the dead are buried
We now speak judgement over the free lands
There, in the lowlands
Stands the Upstallesbâm
There, over the water
The tribes gather
Upstallesbâm!
Under the eye of the gods
Under the light of the full moon
Wisdom is being gathered for seven days in a row
Wisdom that will bind the people for now
As the years pass by,
In times of life and death
People hearken to the judgement
That is spoken under the Upstallesbâm
Life oozes from the branches,
soaking the roots, soaking the soil
Beer mixes there with the blood of animals
The wheel turns, a new age has begun
There, in the lowlands
Stands the Upstallesbâm
There, over the water
The nobles gather.
As long as Skoll and Hati hunt
The Frisians will struggle for their lands
When the wolves tear apart the heavens
We will again give our life for it
Skelta, our counselor, herder of tradition
Provide us with your insight, give us your vision
Skelta, oracle, pass around the horn
We toast on the decree and on our persistance
Baldrs Draumar – Upstallesbâm
Guitar Pro Tab:
tabs.ultimate-guitar.com/tab/baldrs_draumar/upstallesbeam_guitar_pro_2896676
Beaken yn de griis-wite dize
Oerskaadzjend elts oankommend man
Dêr ’t de deaden bedobbe binne
Wurdt no rjocht sprutsen oer it frije Lân
Dêr, yn ’e dellingen
Stiet de Upstallesbâm
Dêr, oer it wetter
komme de sibben gear
Upstallesbâm!
Under it each fan de goaden
Wylst it ljocht fan de folle moanne skynt
Wurdt sân dagen lang de wiisheid garre
Wiisheid dy’t it folk foar earst wer bynt
By it ferstriken fan de jierren
Yn tiden fan libben en fan dea
Wurdt hjir harke nei it oardiel
Under de Upstallesbâm
It libben sipelt fan de tûken
Lûkt yn de woartels, it lûkt yn de grûn
It bier mingt him dêr mei ‘t bistebloed
It tsjil draait rûn, in nije tiid is begûn
Dêr, yn ’e dellingen
Stiet de Upstallesbâm
Dêr, oer it wetter
komme de eallju gear
Sa lang as Skoll en Hati jeie
Sil de Fries krewearje foar syn lân
As de wolven it himelljocht ferskuorre
Sille wy op ‘e nij ús libben jaan
Skelta, ús riedsman, hoeder fan tradysje
Ferskaf ús it ynsjoch, jou ús no dyn fyzje
Skelta, goademan, lit de hoarne rûngean
Wy proaste op ’t beslút en op ús fuortbestean
ENGLISH TRANSLATION:
Beacon in the grey-white mist
Overshadowing those approaching
From where the dead are buried
We now speak judgement over the free lands
There, in the lowlands
Stands the Upstallesbâm
There, over the water
The tribes gather
Upstallesbâm!
Under the eye of the gods
Under the light of the full moon
Wisdom is being gathered for seven days in a row
Wisdom that will bind the people for now
As the years pass by,
In times of life and death
People hearken to the judgement
That is spoken under the Upstallesbâm
Life oozes from the branches,
soaking the roots, soaking the soil
Beer mixes there with the blood of animals
The wheel turns, a new age has begun
There, in the lowlands
Stands the Upstallesbâm
There, over the water
The nobles gather.
As long as Skoll and Hati hunt
The Frisians will struggle for their lands
When the wolves tear apart the heavens
We will again give our life for it
Skelta, our counselor, herder of tradition
Provide us with your insight, give us your vision
Skelta, oracle, pass around the horn
We toast on the decree and on our persistance
