Norway In September - Darkthrone

Those Cold Nights are back again

Norway Morning greet my daily toil

That Old familiar smell

Fallen leaves return to our Soil

From the First Day it has been with Me

Since My First steps Outsite it’s been

There

Nok en Skumring Levd for Siste Gang

Autumn Leaves I’m back Again

The Altar has broadened

Vast Plains of it now

20 years of Contemplating

Hating…

The Larger the Life, the Closer is Death

Noen synger paa Norsk igjen

Noen toeyer Grenser

Noen Strammer Toeylene

Noen sier (at) Alt Er Som Foer…

…hvis… Du bare… LETER