The Piles Of The World
First there were only the depths of the sky
No heaven, no earth and starless nights
No life, no darkness and no light
An eternal emptiness and no time
And a giant had to die for the new world
His flesh became the soil, and his blood the seas
His bones became mountains and stones
And his head was the heaven with its clouds
Then there were North and South, heaven and earth
A dark abyss and icy streams
And they caught the fire and made the stars
The time was created - night and day
And so the mights of the world were created
And with the seasons time became an eternal flow
Living and dying, fading and growing
Till tomorrow they will built the piles of the world
As Pilhas do Mundo
Primeiro, só havia as profundezas do céu
Sem céu, sem terra e noites sem estrelas
Sem vida, sem escuridão e sem luz
Um vazio eterno e sem tempo
E um gigante teve que morrer para o novo mundo
Sua carne se tornou o solo, e seu sangue os mares
Suas ossadas se tornaram montanhas e pedras
E sua cabeça era o céu com suas nuvens
Então surgiram o Norte e o Sul, céu e terra
Um abismo escuro e correntes geladas
E eles pegaram o fogo e fizeram as estrelas
O tempo foi criado - noite e dia
E assim as forças do mundo foram criadas
E com as estações, o tempo se tornou um fluxo eterno
Vivendo e morrendo, desaparecendo e crescendo
Até amanhã, eles construirão as pilhas do mundo