Paroles et traduction Nytt Land - Gullinkambi

Gullinkambi

Sat þar á haugi
Ok sló hörpu
Gýgjar hirðir,
Glaðr Eggþér;
Gól of hánum
Í galgviði
Fagrrauðr hani,
Sá er Fjalarr heitir.

Gól of ásum
Gullinkambi,
Sá vekr hölða
At Herjaföðrs;
En annarr gelr
Fyr jörð neðan
Sótrauðr hani
At sölum Heljar.

Geyr nú Garmr mjök
Fyr Gnipahelli,
Festr mun slitna,
En freki renna;
Fjölð veit ek fræða,
Fram sé ek lengra
Um ragna rök
Römm sigtíva.

Golden Comb

Sat there on a hill
And played the harp
Keeper of the giantess,
Merry Egther;
Crowed above him
In the gallows tree
Bright red rooster,
He who is called Fjalarr.

Crowed above the gods
Golden Comb,
He awakens them
With Herjafather;
But another crows
Under the earth
Black rooster
At Hel's halls.

Howls now Garmr
Before the Gnipahellir,
The chains will snap,
And the monster will run;
I know many tales,
More I can tell
About the fate of the gods
Mighty wise.