Belus' Død [English translation]

The sorcerer climbs a tree

finds Earth's old pain,

cut it down in autumn peace,

with scissors cut out its heart.

Oak leaves fall to the ground,

sorcerer calls the spirits!

Oak leaves fall to the ground,

sorcerer magic verse trolleys!

Onion laid down in swaddling clothes,

Holy eiketreånden.

Sorcerer ensure world peace;

fertility, solmakt in hand!

Oak leaves fall to the ground,

sorcerer calls the spirits!

Oak leaves fall to the ground,

sorcerer magic verse trolleys!

Where is the burning force;

where is the earth fertile seas;

the shape of the sorcerer mighty shaft;

in Drottens inspirited spelling.