Paroles et traduction SKÁLD - Öll of Rök Fira

Öll of Rök Fira

Öll of rök fíra.
Hversu máni heitir,
Sá er menn séa?
Öll of rök fíra.
Hversu máni heitir,
Heimi hverjum í?

Máni heitir með mönnum,
En mylinn með goðum,
Skyndi jötnar,
En skín dvergar,
Kalla alfar ártala.

Öll of rök fíra.
Hvé sú sól heitir,
Er séa alda synir?
Öll of rök fíra.
Hvé sú sól heitir,
Heimi hverjum í?

Sól heitir með mönnum,
En sunna með goðum,
Eygló jötnar,
Alfar fagrahvél,
Alskír ása synir.

Öll of rök fíra.
Hvé sá marr heitir,
Er menn róa?
Öll of rök fíra.
Hvé sá marr heitir,
Heimi hverjum í?

Sær heitir með mönnum,
En sílægja með goðum
álheim jötnar,
Alfar lagastaf,
Kalla dvergar djúpan mar.

Öll of rök fíra.
Hvé sá eldr heitir,
Er brennr fyr alda sonum?
Öll of rök fíra.
Hvé sá eldr heitir,
Heimi hverjum í?

Eldr heitir með mönnum,
En með ásum funi,
Kalla vág vanir,
Frekan jötnar,
Kalla í helju hröðuð.

Öll of rök fíra.
Hvé sú nótt heitir,
In Nörvi kennda?
Öll of rök fíra.
Hvé sú nótt heitir,
Heimi hverjum í?

Nótt heitir með mönnum,
En njól með goðum,
óljós jötnar,
Alfar svefngaman,
Kalla dvergar draumnjörun.

Í einu brjósti
Ek sák aldrigi
Fleiri forna stafi;
Miklum tálum
Kveð ek tældan þik:
Nú skínn sól í sali.

All of Dark Smoke

All of dark smoke.
What is the moon called,
That men can see?
All of dark smoke.
What is the moon called,
In each realm?

Moon is called by men,
But Mylinn by gods,
Skyndi by giants,
But Skín by dwarves,
Elves call it ártala.

All of dark smoke.
What is the sun called,
That the sons of men see?
All of dark smoke.
What is the sun called,
In each realm?

Sun is called by men,
But Sunna by gods,
Eygló by giants,
Alfar fagrahvél,
Beloved sons of the Æsir.

All of dark smoke.
What is the sea called,
That men row?
All of dark smoke.
What is the sea called,
In each realm?

Sea is called by men,
But Sílægja by gods
Álheim by giants,
Alfar lagastaf,
Dwarves call it deep sea.

All of dark smoke.
What is the fire called,
That burns before the sons of men?
All of dark smoke.
What is the fire called,
In each realm?

Fire is called by men,
But Fun by the Æsir,
Waves call it Vanir,
Bold giants,
In Hel called hröðuð.

All of dark smoke.
What is the night called,
That Nörvi knew?
All of dark smoke.
What is the night called,
In each realm?

Night is called by men,
But Njól by gods,
óljós by giants,
Alfar svefngaman,
Dwarves call it dreamwalker.

In one breast
I never saw
More ancient staves;
With great words
I have told you:
Now the sun shines in the hall.