[Gold Der Underwelt]
[The dwarves and the black elves live below the ground and in stumps and stones. Among all creatures
in the universe they are the foremost blacksmiths. Deep down in the underworld they forge the treasures of gods. They use the metals from
the veins of earth to create the most precious things. It has been said that this folk may be able to teach you the secret of alchemy and
the knowledge of making gold out of earth.]
Hret ihr der Hmmer Hall?
Hr der Hmmer Hall!
Ivaldens Shne sind es, hr
Sie
schmieden den gleissend' Schatz
Der Gtter Gttlichkeit
Schwarzalbenheims Gewrm
Schmiedet solch schimmerndes Gold
Der Gtter
Glorie gestaltend
Aus der Erde Geder
Tief unten drunter Stein und Wurz
Findest Du dieses selten' Volk
Der Tiefe und lass
den eifr'gen Schmied
Schweissen shlau deines Wunschses Bild
Unter unterdes Fjorgyn Haut
In der Erde verborg nem
Herzen
Arbeiten Zwerge der Unterwelt
Mit der Gtter gar glnzendem Gold
Draupnir, Mjlnir und Gullburste
Kunst des
Schwarzalben
Brokk da Eitre und Sindre
Lass den Hammer schlagem nochmals
Schwarzalbenheims Gewrm
Schmiedet solch
schimmerndes Gold
Der Gtter Glorie gestaltend
Aus der Erde Geder
In den Tunneln und den Hhlen
Gleich 'nem Myzelium im
Untergrund
Treiben sie voran die Alchemie
Die der Erde Frchte Schein verleihn
Erinnerungen erschaffend
Aus weiter Ferne zu
Goldene
Trume des Morgen zu schaffen
Gtter Runen aus der Erde Tiefe
Sonn' erblhn!
[English translation]
World of
the Black Elves
[Gold of the underworld]
Do you hear the hammers' echo?
Hear the the hammers' echo!
It's Ivalden's
sons, listen,
They forge the gleaming treasure
The gods' divineness
Schwarzalbenheim's worms
Forge so gleaming
gold
Shaping the glory of the gods
From the veins of the earth
Deep beneath stones and roots
You find this rare folk
Of
the depth and let the eager smith
Smartly weld the picture of your wish
Meanwhile beneath Fjorgyn's skin
In the earth's
hidden heart
The dwarves of the underworld work
With the gleaming gold of the gods
Draupnir, Mjlnir and Gullburste
Art of
the Black Elves
Brokk da Eitre and Sindre
Let the hammer strike again
Schwarzalbenheim's worms
Forge so gleaming
gold
Shaping the glory of the gods
From the veins of the earth
In the tunnels and the caves
Like a mycelium in the
underground
They press ahead the Alchemy
Which gives shine to the earth's fuits
Creating memories
From far distance to
create golden
Dreams of tomorrow
The gods' runes from the depth's
Sun of the earth blossom