Älvadimmans Omdaning
Otyg
The Elf Maiden's Transformation
The elf maiden's swirling dance in the serenade of night
A virgin glow glides over the marshes' meadow
Veils of mist are now weaving in a captivating display
This starry beautiful sight has forever marked the legacy of folklore
With arms of sun smoke dense
In the deep autumn majesty of the woods
An evening maiden walks with breathless steps
She steps on the moss-covered ground
With the mournful words of the wailing stars
Transformed in the high northern mountains
The hidden power of the elf's game from the age of tales
Weaves its mist quietly up the steep slope
For the wanderer in the night who has witnessed its eye delight
Soon the dream of anxiety will invade the heart's chamber, tethered
With arms of sun smoke dense
In the deep autumn majesty of the woods
An evening maiden walks with breathless steps
