Du Ville Ville Vestland
Taake Lyrics


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I vinter blomstrer kun frostne ord
I hjertet kaldere enn en natt i nord
For bygdenorge har ikke glemt
Frem med vaapen fra gammel kiste

Urnordisk oedemark og villniss
Vinden river, dans for meg
Traer
Patriot under ild
I ett med natueren fri og vill
I bar overkropp i skogen natten lang
Glansdager er forbi, vaar heim er blitt et svinesti
Mens vi lengter efter forfedre og oldtid

Lytt, hoer skogens taale
Lukk oeynene og se
Bergen det blaa




Det lyslokkede majestet
Glimt av tapte skip

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Taake's song "Du Ville Ville Vestland" talk about the darkness that is felt in the heart of a person during winter. The only things that bloom in the winter are the frosty words that are spoken. The heart of the person is colder than the extremely cold night of the northern lands. The song talks about how the old village of Norway has not forgotten its past and urges the people to bring forth weapons hidden in an old chest.


The song also talks about the wild and barren wasteland of the Urnordisk region. The wind is so strong that it tears through the land. The song talks about dancing with nature and enjoying the freedom that comes by being one with nature. The people are longing for their ancestors and the old times. The glory days are long gone, and their home has become a pigsty. The song ends with the person asking the audience to listen to the sounds of the forest and close their eyes and see the blue mountains and the majestic beauty of nature. There are glimpses of the lost ships that remind them of their past.


Overall, the lyrics of the song talk about the longing for the past, the beauty of nature, and the significance of one's roots.


Line by Line Meaning

I vinter blomstrer kun frostne ord
The winter only brings cold, frozen words


I hjertet kaldere enn en natt i nord
The heart is colder than a night in the north


For bygdenorge har ikke glemt
For the countryside Norway has not forgotten


Frem med vaapen fra gammel kiste
Bring forth weapons from the old chest


Urnordisk oedemark og villniss
Ancient, barren wilderness


Vinden river, dans for meg
The wind tears, dance for me


Traer
Trees


Patriot under ild
Patriot under fire


I ett med natueren fri og vill
One with nature, free and wild


I bar overkropp i skogen natten lang
In bare chest in the forest all night


Glansdager er forbi, vaar heim er blitt et svinesti
Glory days are over, our home has become a pigsty


Mens vi lengter etter forfedre og oldtid
While we long for ancestors and ancient times


Lytt, hoer skogens taale
Listen, hear the forest's tale


Lukk oeynene og se
Close your eyes and see


Bergen det blaa
The blue mountains


Det lyslokkede majestet
The light-haired majesty


Glimt av tapte skip
Glimpses of lost ships




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