Paroles et traduction Nytt Land - Sal Sér Hon Standa

Sal Sér Hon Standa

Sal sér hon standa
Sólu fegra,
Gulli þakðan
Á Gimléi;
Þar skulu dyggvar
Dróttir byggja
Ok um aldrdaga
Ynðis njóta.

Þá kemr inn ríki
At regindómi
Öflugr ofan,
Sá er öllu ræðr.

Þar kemr inn dimmi
Dreki fljúgandi,
Naðr fránn, neðan
Frá Niðafjöllum;
Berr sér í fjöðrum,
— Flýgr völl yfir, —
Niðhöggr nái.
Nú mun hon sökkvask.

Sal Sér Hon Standa

Look how she stands,
A beautiful sun,
Gold-covered,
On Gimlé,
Where the faithful
Lord shall dwell
And forever
In joy bask.

Then comes the king
From the realm of the gods
Mighty from above,
He who governs all.

There comes the dark
Flying serpent
A fierce worm, below
From Niðafjöllum;
Bears him in his feathers
— Flies over the field —
Niðhöggr knows.
Now she shall sink.