Текст песни и перевод на английский Hrafngrímr - Öl!

Öl!

Era svá gott
sem gott kveða
öl alda sonum,
því at færa veit
er fleira drekkr
síns til geðs gumi.

Ölr ek varð
varð ofrölvi
at ins fróða Fjalars;
því er ölðr bazt
at aptr of heimtir
hverr sitt geð gumi.

Haldit maðr á keri,
drekki þó at hófi mjöð,
mæli þarft eða þegi;
ókynnis þess
vár þik engi maðr
at þú gangir snemma at sofa.

Ale!

It is so good,
as good men say,
ale for the sons of men,
because it brings joy
when a man drinks more
for his own pleasure.

I drank ale,
became very drunk
at the wise Fjalar's;
therefore, it's best when drunk
that each man regains
his own good mood.

Hold the tankard,
drink mead in moderation, my dear,
you must speak or be silent;
no one will blame you
for your lack of sociability
if you go to bed early.