Текст и перевод песни Týr - Grimur a Mioalnesi

Grimur a Mioalnesi

Gevið ljóðið og lýði á
Fátt er um at røða
Bóndin fyrstur heimin bygdi
Harum vil eg kvøða
Vítt um vegir gyltnir hjálmar syngja
Stíga á sínar hestar teir springa
Hoyrast kundi langan veg sum teirra sporar ringja
Vítt um vegir gyltnir hjálmar syngja
Frændar teir á skógin ríða
Við so góðum treysti
Sóu brenna heitan eld
Og hartil fagrar kostir
Vítt um vegir gyltnir hjálmar syngja
Stíga á sínar hestar teir springa
Hoyrast kundi langan veg sum teirra sporar ringja
Vítt um vegir gyltnir hjálmar syngja

Grimur on Mioalnesi

Listen to the poem, people, and pay heed,
There's little to discuss,
The farmer was the first to build a home,
About him I shall sing.
Across the roads, golden helmets sing,
They mount their steeds and leap,
Their spurs ring out, heard from afar,
Across the roads, golden helmets sing.
Kinsmen ride to the woods,
With such good faith,
They see the hot fire burn,
And there, fair maidens too.
Across the roads, golden helmets sing,
They mount their steeds and leap,
Their spurs ring out, heard from afar,
Across the roads, golden helmets sing.