Bitter Wind

Duration | 4.00

Is acher in gaíth in-nocht,
fu-fúasna fairggae findḟolt:
ni-ágor réimm mora minn
dond láechraid lainn úa Lothlind.

Bitter is the wind tonight
It tosses the ocean’s white hair:
I do not fear the crossing of a calm sea
By the fierce warriors from Lothlind.

Text from the mid-9th Century St. Gall Priscian manuscript. This very atmospheric piece can be sung slightly higher in pitch, but keep it all as dark as possible.

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