Текст и перевод песни Týr - Olavur Riddararos

Olavur Riddararos

"Hvørt skal tú riða, Ólavur mín
á lofti hongur brynja tín

Tú fer ikki at veiða tað hind
Men tú fer til tína leikalind

Hvit er skjúrtan, væl er hon tvigin
í blóðI verður hon av tær drigin"

ólavur snúðist síni móður frá
"Gud gevi ikki ganga sum mær er spáad"

Ungir kallar, kátir kallar, gangið upp á gólv
Dansið lystilig

ólavur ríður eftir bjørgunum fram
-Kol og smiður við
Fann hann upp á eitt álvarann

út kom eitt tað álvafljóð
Flættað hár á herðar dró

"Ver vælkomin Ólavur Riddararós
Tú gakk í dans og kvøð fyri oss"

"Tú tarvt ikki flætta títt hár fyri meg
Eg eri ikki komin at biðja teg

Eg kann ikki meira hjá álvum vera
í morgin lati eg mítt brúdleyp gera"

"Hvat heldur vilt tú sjey vetur liggja á strá
Ella vilt tú í morgin til moldar gá"

Hon skonti honum í drykkjuhorn
Har fór í tað eiturkorn

ólavur studdist við saðilboga
-Kol og smiður við
Hann kysti tá moy av lítlum huga

Ungir kallar, kátir kallar, gangið upp á gólv
Dansið lystilig

Olavur the Knight of Roses

"Where will you ride, my Olavur,
your armor hangs in the air.

You're not going to hunt the hind,
But you are going to your playground.

White is your shirt, well it is woven,
in blood it will be drawn from you."

Olavur turned away from his mother,
"God forbid it goes as it is predicted for me."

Young men, happy men, go up on the floor,
Dance merrily.

Olavur rides along the mountains,
-Coal and smith with him.
He found himself on an elven meadow.

Out came an elven sound,
Braided hair down to her shoulders.

"Welcome, Olavur the Knight of Roses,
Come dance and sing for us."

"You don't need to braid your hair for me,
I haven't come to woo you.

I cannot stay with the elves any longer,
Tomorrow I will have my wedding."

"Would you rather lie on straw for seven winters,
Or will you go to the earth tomorrow?"

She poured him a drink from a horn,
There went the poison grain.

Olavur leaned on the saddlebow,
-Coal and smith with him.
He then kissed the maiden with little thought.

Young men, happy men, go up on the floor,
Dance merrily.