Visur vatnsenda-rosu
Augun mín og Augun þín
Ó þá fögru steina
Mitt var þitt og þitt var mitt
þú veist hvað ég meina
Langt er síðan sá ég hann
Sannlega fríður var hann
Allt sem prýða má einn mann
mest af lýðum bar hann
þig ég trega manna mest
Mædda af tára flóði
Ó að við hefðum aldrei sést
elsku vinurinn góði
Wise water-end-rose
My eyes and your eyes
Oh those beautiful stones
Mine was yours and yours was mine
you know what i mean
It's been a long time since I saw him
He was truly a beauty
All that adorns one person
he carried most of the people
I hate you the most
Fed up with a flood of tears
Oh that we had never met
dear good friend