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Verja
02:09
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Kom Austri
Kom Suðri
Kom Vestri
Kom Norðri
Hören mig
Alla makter
Algiz
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Dómr Um Dauðan Hvern
04:30
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Deyr fé, deyja frændr,
deyr sjalfr it sama,
en orðstírr deyr aldregi,
hveim er sér góðan getr.
Deyr fé, deyja frændr,
deyr sjalfr it sama,
ek veit einn, at aldrei deyr:
dómr um dauðan hvern.
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Upp skal á kjöl klífa,
köld er sjávar drífa.
Kostaðu hug að herða,
hér skaltu lífið verða.
Skafl beygjattu skalli,
þótt skúr á þig falli.
Ást hafðir þú meyja,
eitt sinn skal hver deyja.
Onto the keel you climb,
Cold is the ocean brine.
Keeping courage though,
Locked in a deadly throe.
Baldhead, show no fear,
showers fall on you here.
With maidens you had a way,
All must die one day.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%C3%9E%C3%B3rir_J%C3%B6kull_Steinfinnsson
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Þat Mælti Mín Móðir
05:07
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Þat mælti mín móðir,
at mér skyldi kaupa
fley ok fagrar árar,
fara á brott með víkingum,
standa upp í stafni,
stýra dýrum knerri,
halda svá til hafnar
hǫggva mann ok annan.
My mother told me
Someday I would buy
A galley with good oars
Sail to distant shores
Stand upon the prow
Noble barq I steer
Steady course for the haven
Hew many foe-men
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Rúnatal
04:02
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Fehu
Uruz
Thurisaz
Ansuz
Raido
Kauna
Rúnar munt þú finna
ok ráðna stafi
mjök stóra stafi
mjök stinna stafi
er fáði fimbulþulr
ok gørðu ginnregin
ok reist Hroptr rögna
Veiztu hvé rísta skal?
Veiztu hvé ráða skal?
Veiztu hvé fá skal?
Veiztu hvé freista skal?
Veiztu hvé biðja skal?
Veiztu hvé blóta skal?
Veiztu hvé senda skal?
Veiztu hvé sóa skal?
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Vindöld
05:36
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Brothers shall fight | and fell each other,
And sisters' sons | shall kinship stain;
Hard is it on earth, | with mighty whoredom;
Axe-time, sword-time, | shields are sundered,
Wind-time, wolf-time, | ere the world falls;
Nor ever shall men | each other spare.
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Níðhöggr
06:13
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Sól tér sortna,
sígr fold í mar,
hverfa af himni
heiðar stjörnur;
Þar kømr inn dimmi
dreki fljúgandi,
naðr fránn, neðan
frá Niðafjöllum.
Berr sér í fjöðrum
flýgr völl yfir
Níðhöggr nái
nú mun hon søkkvask.
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The sun turns black,
earth sinks in the sea,
The hot stars down,
from heaven are whirled;
From below the dragon
dark comes forth,
Nithhogg flying
from Nithafjoll;
The bodies of men
on his wings he bears,
The serpent bright:
but now must I sink.
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Mun þú mek, Man Ek þek
05:48
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ᛘᚢᚾ᛫ᚦᚢ᛫ᛘᛂᚴ᛫ᛘᛅᚾ᛫ᛂᚴ᛫ᚦᛂᚴ᛫
ᚢᚾ᛫ᚦᚢ᛫ᛘᛂᛦ᛫ᛅᚾ᛫ᛂᚴ᛫ᚦᛂᛦ᛫
Mun þú mik,
man ek þik.
Unn þú mér,
ann ek þér.
Eyvitar firna
er maðr annan skal
þess er um margan gengr guma
heimska ór horskum
gørir hölða sonu
sá inn mátki munr
‘Remember me,
I remember you.
Love me,
I love you’.
'Tis not meet for men to mock at what
befalls full many;
a fair face oft makes fools of the wise
by the mighty lure of love.
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Gap Var Ginnunga
04:22
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Of old was the age | when Ymir lived;
Sea nor cool waves | nor sand there were;
Earth had not been, | nor heaven above,
But a yawning gap, | and grass nowhere.
Ár var alda þar er Ýmir bygði,
vara sandr né sær né svalar unnir,
jörð fannsk æva né upphiminn,
gap var ginnunga, en gras hvergi.
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Söngr ok Öl
07:30
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A foolish man
misuses his mouth
he talks too much, or says nothing.
As soon as
he gets a drink,
he’ll say anything he knows.
Don’t hold on to the mead-horn,
but drink your fair share.
Say something useful or stay quiet.
And no one else
will judge you poorly
if you go to sleep early.
Often a night
of song and beer
has caused men unhappiness;
it’s sometimes caused their death,
it’s sometimes gotten them cursed.
Drunkenness has caused untold sorrows.
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Kópir afglapi
er til kynnis kemr,
þylsk hann um eða þrumir;
allt er senn,
ef hann sylg of getr,
uppi er þá geð guma.
Haldi-t maðr á keri,
drekki þó at hófi mjöð,
mæli þarft eða þegi,
ókynnis þess
vár þik engi maðr,
at þú gangir snemma at sofa.
Söngr ok öl
hefr seggjum verit
mörgum at móðtrega,
sumum at bana,
sumum at bölstöfum;
fjölð er, þat er fira tregr.
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11. |
Til Árs ok Friðar
04:34
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Nattramn Sweden
Dark Scandinavian Music & Imagery, a brainchild of Andreas Axelsson.
EST 2016, Sweden Värmland
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