Текст и перевод песни SKÁLD - Krákumál

Krákumál

Hjoggum vér með hjörvi.
Hitt vas æ fyr löngu,
At grafvitnis morði.
Hjoggum vér með hjörvi.
Hafa gátu þá rafnar
œrna bráð at slíta.
Hjoggum vér með hjörvi.
Hörð kom ríð á skjöldu,
Hjoggum vér með hjörvi.
Hitt sýnisk mér raunar,
At forlögum fylgjum,
Fár gengr of sköp norna.
Fýsumk hins at hætta,
Heim bjóða mér dísir,
Hefr Óðinn mér sendar.
Glaðr skalk öl með ásum
í öndvegi drekka,
Lífs eru liðnar stundr,
Læjandi skalk deyja.
Hjoggum vér með hjörvi.
Drekkum bjór af bragði
ór bjúgviðum hausa;
Sýtira drengr við dauða
Hjoggum vér með hjörvi.
Grimt stendr grand af naðri,
Sonum mínum man svella
Sinn föður ráðinn verða;
Fýsumk hins at hætta,
Heim bjóða mér dísir,
Hefr Óðinn mér sendar.
Glaðr skalk öl með ásum
í öndvegi drekka,
Lífs eru liðnar stundr,
Læjandi skalk deyja.

Krákumál (The Words of the Raven)

We have hewn with the sword.
It was long ago,
At the slaying of the carrion-beast.
We have hewn with the sword.
The ravens were able then
to tear the flesh of eagles.
We have hewn with the sword.
A hard storm came upon the shield,
We have hewn with the sword.
It seems to me indeed,
That we follow our destinies,
Few escape the fates of the Norns.
I desire to cease,
The Valkyries bid me home,
Odin has sent them to me.
Gladly shall I drink ale with the Aesir
in the halls of the slain,
The hours of life are passed,
Laughing shall I die.
We have hewn with the sword.
Let us drink beer from the curved
horns of our enemies' skulls;
No warrior grieves at death
We have hewn with the sword.
Grim stands the serpent of death,
My sons shall swell with pride
To be avenged for their father;
I desire to cease,
The Valkyries bid me home,
Odin has sent them to me.
Gladly shall I drink ale with the Aesir
in the halls of the slain,
The hours of life are passed,
Laughing shall I die.