The Lonesome Mourning Of Frijo Lyrics - Burzum

A mother mourns the loss of her son. The most wonderful man in 

the world; light and shining, fair and beautiful as no other man. 

Light blond hair, wonderful skyblue eyes and a skin so fair it 

shines! Tall and handsome, strong and brave, perfect in all his 

being. Now he is dead! Silent. Alone. Watching the lands and 

others from a window up high in the clouds. Cold of sorrow, 

exhausted by grief; the very little remaining life is fading 

away. Too tired to move, too mournful to think of anything else 

then her dead son. The others are preparing the defense of the 

town, and her husband has left to find the avenger for the 

killing. Nobody thinks of her, nobody has any time for her. She 

is left alone, to mourn the death of her son.