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Wardruna - Runaljod

This is the last track of the Wardruna's album 'Runaljod - Ragnarok' Lyrics Fé vældr fræ'nda rógi; fóðesk ulfr í skógi Rúnar munt þú finna ok ráðna stafi, mjök stóra stafi, mjök stinna stafi, er fáði fimbulþulr ok gerðu ginnregin ok reist hroftr rögna. (Hávamál 142) Úr er af illu jarni; oft leypr ræinn á hjarni Þurs vældr kvenna kvillu; kátr værðr fár af illu Óss er flestra færða; för, en skalpr er sværða Nam ek upp rúnar, æpandi nam... [Hávamál 139] Ræið kvæða rossom væsta; Reginn sló sværðet bæzta Kaun er barna bolvan; bol gorver mann folvan Hagal er kaldastr korna; Herjan skóp hæimin forna Nauð gerer nappa kosti; naktan kælr í frosti Is köllum brú bræiða; blindan þarf at læiða Ár er gumna góði; get ek at örr var Fróði Sól er landa ljómi; lúti ek að helgum dómi Týr er einhendr ása; oft værðr smiðr at blása Bjarkan er laufgrænstr líma; Loki bar flæ'rðar tima Maðr er moldur auki; mikill er græip á hauki Mikill er græip á hauki... Nam ek upp rúnar, æpandi nam... (Hávamál 139) Logr Laukr er, er fællr ór fjalle; foss en gull ero nosser Ýr er vetrgrænstr víða; vant er, er brennr, at svíða Wealth cause dispute among friends; the wolf lives in the forest Runes will you discover And meaningful staves, Very powerful staves, Very strong staves, That the wise high-storyteller gained That the higher creative-powers crafted That the Hroptr of Gods carved. (Hávamál 142) Slag comes from bad iron; the reindeer often races over the frozen snow. Giant causes women's sorrow; few are cheerful from misfortune River mouth is way of most journeys; but the sheath is the one of swords I took up the runes, crying aloud I took them... (Hávamál 139) Riding, one says, is for horses the worst; Regin forged the best sword Ulcer is fatal for children; death makes man pale Hail is the coldest of grain; Herjan shaped the world in olden times Need leaves you little choice; the naked freeze in the frost Ice we call the broad bridge; the blind man must be led Good year is a blessing for men; I say that Frodi was generous Sun is light of the land I bow before the holy Tyr is one-handed among the Æsir; often the smith must blow Birch is the limb greenest with leaves; Loki brought success of deceit Man is increase of soil; mighty is the hawk's claw Mighty is the hawk's claw... I took up the runes, crying aloud I took them... Water is what falls from the mountain; but of gold are the jewels Yew is the greenest tree in winter; it often singes when it burns (Runic and Heroic Poems by Bruce Dickins )