| Song | The White Deer |
| Artist | Fenrir |
| Album | Frozen Flowers |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Celles qui vont au bois, | |
| C'est la mère et la fille | |
| La mère va chantant, mais sa fille soupire | |
| Qu'a-vous à soupirer, ma blanche Marguerite | |
| J'ai bien trop d'ire en moi, et n'ose vous le dire | |
| Reflexions on water | |
| Fading moon, crisdom light | |
| Whispering in the air | |
| Eve of endless night | |
| Distant sounds of yapping | |
| Swiveling, coming tight | |
| A white doe is standing | |
| A lake on her side | |
| Cursed she has been for so long | |
| In this forest of old | |
| Where ancient gods used to gather | |
| Doomed she has run for her life | |
| Harassed like a wild beast | |
| By the dogs of her own brother | |
| Chorus: | |
| Once she had been a princess | |
| Of shining beauty | |
| Venerated for her charm and wisdom | |
| Mouth of Muse for poets | |
| Light of Love for the knights | |
| Splendent Pearl of her kingdom | |
| Wrath burned in the heart of Hel | |
| The Goddess of the Land | |
| So jealous of the young beauty | |
| Witch, she cast a spell on her | |
| And with her mighty hand | |
| She turned the maid into a deer | |
| (Chorus) | |
| Deadly wounded by a spear | |
| The brave and lonely deer | |
| Fell by the arm of her brother | |
| As the dogs were coming near | |
| She dropped a bitter tear | |
| The moonlight fading on her fur | |
| (Chorus) |
| Celles qui vont au bois, | |
| C' est la me re et la fille | |
| La me re va chantant, mais sa fille soupire | |
| Qu' avous a soupirer, ma blanche Marguerite | |
| J' ai bien trop d' ire en moi, et n' ose vous le dire | |
| Reflexions on water | |
| Fading moon, crisdom light | |
| Whispering in the air | |
| Eve of endless night | |
| Distant sounds of yapping | |
| Swiveling, coming tight | |
| A white doe is standing | |
| A lake on her side | |
| Cursed she has been for so long | |
| In this forest of old | |
| Where ancient gods used to gather | |
| Doomed she has run for her life | |
| Harassed like a wild beast | |
| By the dogs of her own brother | |
| Chorus: | |
| Once she had been a princess | |
| Of shining beauty | |
| Venerated for her charm and wisdom | |
| Mouth of Muse for poets | |
| Light of Love for the knights | |
| Splendent Pearl of her kingdom | |
| Wrath burned in the heart of Hel | |
| The Goddess of the Land | |
| So jealous of the young beauty | |
| Witch, she cast a spell on her | |
| And with her mighty hand | |
| She turned the maid into a deer | |
| Chorus | |
| Deadly wounded by a spear | |
| The brave and lonely deer | |
| Fell by the arm of her brother | |
| As the dogs were coming near | |
| She dropped a bitter tear | |
| The moonlight fading on her fur | |
| Chorus |
| Celles qui vont au bois, | |
| C' est la mè re et la fille | |
| La mè re va chantant, mais sa fille soupire | |
| Qu' avous à soupirer, ma blanche Marguerite | |
| J' ai bien trop d' ire en moi, et n' ose vous le dire | |
| Reflexions on water | |
| Fading moon, crisdom light | |
| Whispering in the air | |
| Eve of endless night | |
| Distant sounds of yapping | |
| Swiveling, coming tight | |
| A white doe is standing | |
| A lake on her side | |
| Cursed she has been for so long | |
| In this forest of old | |
| Where ancient gods used to gather | |
| Doomed she has run for her life | |
| Harassed like a wild beast | |
| By the dogs of her own brother | |
| Chorus: | |
| Once she had been a princess | |
| Of shining beauty | |
| Venerated for her charm and wisdom | |
| Mouth of Muse for poets | |
| Light of Love for the knights | |
| Splendent Pearl of her kingdom | |
| Wrath burned in the heart of Hel | |
| The Goddess of the Land | |
| So jealous of the young beauty | |
| Witch, she cast a spell on her | |
| And with her mighty hand | |
| She turned the maid into a deer | |
| Chorus | |
| Deadly wounded by a spear | |
| The brave and lonely deer | |
| Fell by the arm of her brother | |
| As the dogs were coming near | |
| She dropped a bitter tear | |
| The moonlight fading on her fur | |
| Chorus |