Текст и перевод песни Nytt Land - Ár Var Alda

Ár Var Alda

Ár var alda,
Þat er arar gullu,
Hnigu heilög vötn
Af Himinfjöllum;
Þá hafði Helga
Inn hugumstóra
Borghildr borit
Í Brálundi.

Nótt varð í bæ,
Nornir kómu,
Þær er öðlingi
Aldr of skópu;
Þann báðu fylki
Frægstan verða
Ok buðlunga
Beztan þykkja.

Sneru þær af afli
Örlögþáttu,
Þá er borgir braut
Í Bráluni;
Þær of greiddu
Gullin símu
Ok und mánasal
Miðjan festu.

Þær austr ok vestr
Enda fálu,
Þar átti lofðungr
Land á milli;
Brá nift Nera
Á norðrvega
Einni festi,
Ey bað hon halda.

Ár Var Alda

Ár var alda,
That is of the olden gold,
Holy waters bent
From the heavenly mountains;
Then Helga had
In her great mind
Borghildr borne
In Brálund.

Night came to the homestead,
The Norns came,
They who to the prince
Life did shape;
Thus, the prince they bid
Foremost become
And the noblest be deemed
Of all the chieftains.

They turned from the anvil
The thread of fate,
When the burg broke
In Brálun;
They also laid out
Golden thread
And under moon-hall
Midst set it fast.

They east and west
Ends did hide,
The land between
The prince should own;
Nera's niece Bra thrust
On the northern road
In one island,
That she bade him hold.