Ekkó Fjǫrðar – Echoes of the Fjord (Old Norse Version) | Viking Ancestral Song & Nordic Ritual Chant

Описание: “Ekkó Fjǫrðar” is an original Old Norse version of my English song Echoes of the Fjord — a deep, atmospheric Viking folk chant inspired by ancient fjords, forgotten voices, and the spiritual soul of the North.
This track blends traditional Nordic instruments, ritual chanting, and poetic Old Norse lyrics to recreate the feeling of standing before an endless fjord as the past whispers through the wind.

This song is perfect for:

• Viking music lovers
• Old Norse & Nordic folk fans
• Ritual ambience and meditation
• DnD, LARP, Skyrim, Valhalla, God of War
• Epic Norse soundtrack playlists
• Cinematic northern atmosphere

The fjords echo with memories.
The mountains guard the dead.
And the North still breathes through ancient song.

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🐺 OLD NORSE LYRICS (ORIGINAL VERSION)

Kviðu rís af fjǫrðum djúp,
þar fjǫll varðveita sálir í svefn.
Vindr segir frá vígum unnum,
fornu blóði undir sól.

Ekkó fjǫrðar, kallar um tíð,
raddir fornra, í ljóði ok rím.
Hǫggvið í berg, sungit af sæ,
andi Norðrs talar við mik.

Faðir minn þrumar í skýjunum,
móðir syngr í rennandi á.
Þau tala elds, þau tala íss,
heiðr goldinn með fórn ok líf.

Hverr viðr minnir sér nafns,
hver steinn ber vígabraut glóð.
Í vetrarmyrkri, í sumarljósi,
viska skín í norðr ljósi.

Ekkó fjǫrðar, kallar um tíð,
raddir fornra, í ljóði ok rím.
Hǫggvið í berg, sungit af sæ,
andi Norðrs talar við mik.

Fjörðr sýnir hrukkótt andlit mitt,
gengr einn, en eigi týndr.
Spor þeirra fylgi' ek, dirfð ok hæg,
í snjó ok loga, hátt ok lágt.

Ekkó fjǫrðar, kallar um tíð,
raddir fornra, í ljóði ok rím.
Hǫggvið í berg, sungit af sæ,
andi Norðrs lifir í mér.

Lifir í mér…
Lifir í mér…

🇬🇧 ENGLISH TRANSLATION (FULL)

Whispers rise from fjords so deep,
Where mountains guard the souls that sleep.
The wind it tells of battles won,
Of ancient blood beneath the sun.

Echoes of the fjord, calling through time,
Voices of the old, in rhythm and rhyme.
Carved in the rock, sung by the sea,
The soul of the North still speaks to me.

My father’s voice in thunder rolls,
My mother’s song in river flows.
They speak of fire, they speak of ice,
Of honor paid with sacrifice.

Every tree remembers a name,
Every stone bears the warrior's flame.
Through winter dark and summer bright,
Their wisdom shines in northern light.

Echoes of the fjord, calling through time,
Voices of the old, in rhythm and rhyme.
Carved in the rock, sung by the sea,
The soul of the North still speaks to me.

The fjord reflects my wrinkled face,
I walk alone, but not in place.
Their steps I follow, brave and slow,
Through snow and flame, through high and low.

Echoes of the fjord, calling through time,
Voices of the old, in rhythm and rhyme.
Carved in the rock, sung by the sea,
The soul of the North still lives in me.

Still lives in me…
Still lives in me…

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