Ragnar Lothbrok's Death Song
Eigi hugðak orma
At aldrlagi mínu
Verðr mjök mörgu sinni
Pats minnst varir sjálfan
Eigi hugðak orma
At aldrlagi mínu
Verðr mjök mörgu sinni
Pats minnst varir sjálfan
Nú munk nár af bragði
Ok nær dyrum deyja
Gnyðja mundu grísir
Ef galtar hag vissi
Mér er gnótt at grandi
Grafa inn rönum sínum
Ok harðliga hváta
Hafa mik sogit, ormar
Nú munk nár af bragði
Ok nær dyrum deyja
Ragnar Lothbrok's Death Song
I never thought of snakes
In my lifetime
It happens many times
That the least expected
I never thought of snakes
In my lifetime
It happens many times
That the least expected
Now I will taste death
And die near the beasts
Pigs would squeal
If they knew the fate of the boar
I have plenty to regret
Burying his secrets
And harshly scolding
The snakes have sucked me dry
Now I will taste death
And die near the beasts