Skirnir

Long is one night and long the second one

How can I how can I wait through three

Once a month a month seemed less to me

Compared to this one night of waiting for her

As dear to no man in days past

Was maid as she is to me:

But no elf no god will grant my prayer

That I may lie with her

Hail to thee Veraldur

Long is one night and long the second one;

How can I how can I wait through three

Once a month a month seemed less to me

Compared to this one night of waiting for her

Arise Skirnir now ride swiftly to Frey my son

And ask him this:

With whom is the Wise one so angry

So sad at hearth

Hail to thee Veraldur

To stake life on the luck of the dice

Is better than to be a coward:

The day of my death is by fate

My time is fixed

Night has fallen:

Now we must ride over the misty mountains

The fells of the troll-folk;

We shall both arrive or both fall

Into the hands of Gymir

Hail to thee Veraldur