Uttered and whispered
While I go to dance
There were none greater together
Than Alv and his warriors
They steer their dragon ships
Down from the packed boathouse
They stood fast as the ship was tossed
Then ran forward and spat
I kick my foot with a gilded spur
So as to tame my steeds
The good one, I let run
It was my first dream
When I sailed the world
Flame raging around those
Who followed King Alv
It was my second dream
When I returned homed
Everyone was herded onboard the dragon
And then went down drowning
I kick my foot with a gilded spur
So as to tame my steeds
The good one, I let run
Twelve red-gold Marks1
It will be yours
Should you, Odin, king of Æsir2
Release my head
It was the brave king Odin
Falling down to the ground
I now give you, the black rook,
Life and a beautiful victory
I kick my foot with a gilded spur
So as to tame my steeds
The good one, I let run
1. A medieval currency. The medieval Norse people considered gold to be a shade of red.2. The old Norse pantheon