Paroles et traduction Týr - Ormurin langi

Ormurin langi

Viljið tær hoyra kvæði mítt,
Viljið tær orðum trúgva,
Um hann Ólav Trygvason,
Hagar skal ríman snúgva.

Chorus:

Glymur dansur í høll,
Dans sláið ring
Glaðir ríða Noregis menn
Til Hildar ting.

Knørrur varð gjørdur á Noregis landi,
Gott var í honum evni;
Sjúti alin og fýra til
Var kjølurin millum stevna.

Har kom maður á bergið oman
Við sterkum boga í hendi:
"Jallurin av Ringaríki
Hann meg higar sendi"

"Einar skalt tú nevna meg
Væl kann boga spenna
Tambar eitur mín menski bogi,
ørvar drívur at renna"

"Hoyr tú tað, tú ungi maður
Vilt tú við mær fara,
Tú skalt verða mín ørvargarpur
Ormin at forsvara"

Gingu teir til strandar oman
Ríkir menn og reystir
Lunnar brustu og jørðin skalv
Teir drógu knørr úr neysti

Einar spenti triðja sinni
Ætlar jall at raka
Tá brast strongur av stáli stinna
í boganum tók at braka

Allir hoyrdu strongin springa
Kongurin seg undrar
Hvat er tað á mínum skipi
So ógvuliga dundrar

Svaraði Einar Tambarskelvir
Kastar boga sín
Nú brast Noregi úr tínum hondum
Kongurin harri mín

Nú skal lætta ljóðið av
Eg kvøði ei longur á sinni
Nú skal taka upp annan tátt
Dreingir leggi í minnið

The Long Serpent

Would you like to hear my poem,
Would you believe my words,
About Olaf Trygvason,
Here the rhyme shall turn.

Chorus:

Music sounds in the hall,
Dance in a ring
Joyfully ride the men of Norway
To Hild's assembly.

A longship was built in the land of Norway,
Good was the timber within;
Seventy ells and four in length
Was the keel between the stems.

There came a man down the mountain
With a strong bow in his hand:
"The giant from Ringrealm
He sent me here"

"Einar you shall call me
Well can I bend a bow
Tambar is the name of my manly bow,
Arrows it drives to run"

"Hear you that, young man
Will you go with me,
You shall be my arrow-warrior
To defend the Serpent"

They walked to the shore above
Rich and powerful men
The ground burst and the earth shook
They pulled the longship from the boathouse

Einar drew for the third time
Intends to hit the giant
Then the strong string of stiff steel
In the bow began to crack

All heard the string snap
The king wonders
What is it on my ship
That thunders so terribly

Answered Einar Tambarskelvir
Throws down his bow
Now Norway has burst from your hands
My noble king

Now the sound shall ease
I sing no longer in my mind
Now I shall take up another tune
Boys, keep it in mind