Текст и перевод песни Týr - Torsteins Kvaeoi

Torsteins Kvaeoi

Vilja tit lýða og ljóð geva mær, eg bróti av bragdartátti
Kongur ráddi for Nøríki, hann tógva synir átti

Rennur og rennur foli mín
Grønari grund og vín bar reyða lund
Stíg at dansa stund
Kátur leikar foli mín
Á grønari grund

Átt hevur hann sær tógva synir, báðar kann eg væl nevna
Magnus og hann Torstein jall, teir kunna væl
Dreingjum stevna

Rennur og rennur foli mín
Grønari grund og vín bar reyða lund
Stíg at dansa stund
Kátur leikar foli mín
Á grønari grund

Jallurin gongur for kongin inn og sigur honum frá
Nú er Torstein, sonur tín, kvittaður londum frá

Rennur og rennur foli mín
Grønari grund og vín bar reyða lund
Stíg at dansa stund
Kátur leikar foli mín
Á grønari grund

Um hann vil av ríkinum fara, eingin skal honum banna
Hann kann ei síni forløg flý, sjálvur má hann tað sanna

Rennur og rennur foli mín
Grønari grund og vín bar reyða lund
Stíg at dansa stund
Kátur leikar foli mín
Á grønari grund

Tað lovaði eg bæði faðir og móðir, tá eg í vøggu lá
Eg skyldi ei ræðast tann heita eld,
Ei heldur tað hvassa stál

Rennur og rennur foli mín
Grønari grund og vín bar reyða lund
Stíg at dansa stund
Kátur leikar foli mín
Á grønari grund

Vargurin liggur í vetrarmjøll, staddur í stórari neyð
So er tann maður, í víggi stendur, næstan tolir deyð

Rennur og rennur foli mín
Grønari grund og vín bar reyða lund
Stíg at dansa stund
Kátur leikar foli mín
Á grønari grund

Frúgvin var bæði studd og leidd, inn í sín faðirs veldi
Ljómin skein av akslagrein, tað skyggir av tignareldi

Rennur og rennur foli mín
Grønari grund og vín bar reyða lund
Stíg at dansa stund
Kátur leikar foli mín
Á grønari grund

Nú er hetta kvæðið endað, tað man góðum gegna
Torstein tók við ríkjunum baðum so við hvøru tegna

Rennur og rennur foli mín
Grønari grund og vín bar reyða lund
Stíg at dansa stund
Kátur leikar foli mín
Á grønari grund

8. Grímur Á Miðalnesi

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 langen veg sum teirra sporar ringja
Vítt um vegir gyltnir hjálmar syngja

Frændir 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 langen veg sum teirra sporar ringja
Vítt um vegir gyltnir hjálmar syngja

Torstein's Lament

You who will listen and lend me your ear, I'll break out of the poetic pattern
There was a king who ruled over Norway, he had two noble sons

My passion flows and flows
On greener pastures and wine bore the red grove
Take a moment to dance
My passion plays happily
On greener pastures

He had two noble sons, I can name them both well
Magnus and noble Torstein, they know well
To challenge young men

My passion flows and flows
On greener pastures and wine bore the red grove
Take a moment to dance
My passion plays happily
On greener pastures

The noble went before the king and told him
Now Torstein, your son, has been banished from the country

My passion flows and flows
On greener pastures and wine bore the red grove
Take a moment to dance
My passion plays happily
On greener pastures

If he wishes to leave the kingdom, no one shall forbid him
He cannot escape his destiny, he must prove it himself

My passion flows and flows
On greener pastures and wine bore the red grove
Take a moment to dance
My passion plays happily
On greener pastures

I promised this to both my father and mother, when I lay in the cradle
I should not fear the hot fire
Nor the sharp steel

My passion flows and flows
On greener pastures and wine bore the red grove
Take a moment to dance
My passion plays happily
On greener pastures

The wolf lies in the winter snow, in great need
So is the man who stands in battle, nearly facing death

My passion flows and flows
On greener pastures and wine bore the red grove
Take a moment to dance
My passion plays happily
On greener pastures

The lady was both supported and led, into her father's realm
The light shone from the ears of corn, it glows with noble fire

My passion flows and flows
On greener pastures and wine bore the red grove
Take a moment to dance
My passion plays happily
On greener pastures

Now this song is ended, it will suffice for the good
Torstein took over both kingdoms, with every sign

My passion flows and flows
On greener pastures and wine bore the red grove
Take a moment to dance
My passion plays happily
On greener pastures

8. Grímur Á Miðalnesi

Give a poem and a verse
There's little to say
The farmer first built the world
To him I will sing

Far along the roads golden helmets sing
Step on their steeds, they jump
You could hear it a long way as their spurs ring
Far along the roads golden helmets sing

Relatives ride in the forest
With such good confidence
They saw a hot fire burning
And beautiful treasures there

Far along the roads golden helmets sing
Step on their steeds, they jump
You could hear it a long way as their spurs ring
Far along the roads golden helmets sing