Gleipnir

Gleipnir

Gleipnir

By the noise of the catAf dyn kattarins
And by the beard of the womanOk af skeggi konunnar
And by the roots of the mountainOk af rótum bjargsins
And by the sinews of the bearOk af sinum bjarnarins
And by the breath of the fishOk af anda fisksins
And by the spittle of the birdOk af fogls hráka

I am called GleipnirEg Gleipnir heitir

By the noise of the catAf dyn kattarins
And by the beard of the womanOk af skeggi konunnar
And by the roots of the mountainOk af rótum bjargsins
And by the sinews of the bearOk af sinum bjarnarins
And by the breath of the fishOk af anda fisksins
And by the spittle of the birdOk af fogls hráka

I am called GleipnirEg Gleipnir heitir

No one wanted to offer their hand firstVildi engi sína hönd fram selja fyrr
But Tyr extended his right handEn Týr lét fram hönd sína hœgri
No one wanted to offer their hand firstVildi engi sína hönd fram selja fyrr
But Tyr extended his right handEn Týr lét fram hönd sína hœgri
No one wanted to offer their hand firstVildi engi sína hönd fram selja fyrr
But Tyr extended his right handEn Týr lét fram hönd sína hœgri
No one wanted to offer their hand firstVildi engi sína hönd fram selja fyrr
But Tyr extended his right handEn Týr lét fram hönd sína hœgri

By the noise of the catAf dyn kattarins
And by the beard of the womanOk af skeggi konunnar
And by the roots of the mountainOk af rótum bjargsins
And by the sinews of the bearOk af sinum bjarnarins
And by the breath of the fishOk af anda fisksins
And by the spittle of the birdOk af fogls hráka

I am called GleipnirEg Gleipnir heitir

He growls fiercelyHann grenjar illiliga
And drool runs from his mouthOk slefa renn ór munni hans
That is the one called HopeÞAt er á sú er ván heitir
There he lies, until Ragnarok!ÞAr liggr hann, til Ragnarökrs!