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Enter the mystical golden hall with “Freyja” — a haunting Norse folk song dedicated to the goddess of love, war, and seiðr (magic). 🌙 This enchanting song tells the story of Freyja as she calls upon her magic with the shimmering Brísingamen at her chest. Blood flows in the hall, tears fall, and the sound of spells fills the night. Her chariot, drawn by sacred cats, carries her through the dark, as her beauty shines through the shadows. ✨🐱 With mesmerizing melodies and evocative lyrics, this song explores the mystical connection between love, magic, and death in Norse mythology. Let Freyja’s spell guide you through the twilight of fate and desire. Lyric: Old norse: Blóð rennr í gullna sal, Brísingamen skín hátt í hall. Hún kveðr galdr, tár fellr mjúk, hún seiðr kallar, hjarta brútt. Eldr flögr í skugga nátt, Brísingamen glóar með ambars ljósi. Vélin er þunn, seiðr losnar, Freyju sjón stingr gegnum hug minn. Sól skín hátt, grænn er vǫllr, hljóð færa vindar, ljóssins þoll. Hǫnd mín ber akr, fræ vex í mold, Freyr gefr blóma, gull ok fold. Kattar ríðr, fjǫld fagr þrúð, hljóð galdrar í nótt í skúm. Vani kvǫð, blót ek gef, seiðkona hlær, dauði svefn. Freyja, gyðja gulls ok seiðs, hjarta bít, tár fellr reið. Brísingamen skín, Freyja hlær í draumi míns. ENG: Blood flows in the golden hall, Brísingamen shines high in the chamber. She chants spells, tears fall soft, She calls her magic, her heart is torn. Fire flickers in shadowed night, Brísingamen glows with amber light. The veil is thin, the spells unwind, Freyja's gaze pierces through my mind. The sun shines high, the field is green, Winds carry whispers, the light’s pillar gleams. My hand bears grain, seeds grow in soil, Freyr grants blossoms, gold, and fertile earth. On a chariot drawn by cats, her beauty shines, The sound of spells fills the night’s gloom. A Vanir bond, an offering I give, The sorceress laughs, death lies in sleep. Freyja, goddess of gold and seiðr, The heart stings, tears fall in anger. Brísingamen gleams, Freyja laughs in my dream. 🗡️ Follow on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/lluctyrson?... 🎧 Listen on: 👉 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/intl-es/arti... 👉 Apple Music: / lluc-tyrson 👉Amazon Music: https://music.amazon.com/artists/B0DX... #Freyja #NorseMythology #VikingMusic #NordicFolk #OldNorse #Seidr #GoddessOfMagic #Brisingamen #MythicMelody #DarkFolk #ScandinavianMusic #AncientEchoes #Vanir #NordicMagic