Lyfjaberg [English translation]

Saddle your soul and let it ride

With blind eyes, you’ll surely find the way

Draw your breath in – let your thoughts fly

Let it out slowly – on winds you’ll bide*

The spindle spins, the thoughts entwine revolving sight

The enchantment song lures the soul from its shape

Out through the door, through the cobweb-veil

Out borne on bare feet, a heavy burden

Out in your innermost, a steep trail ahead

High upon Healing-Peak, nine maidens await

At the first stop where paths cross, you pause

Leave clothes behind and all you own

Where you are heading, they’ll be of no use

The burden lightens, but heavy is the trail ahead

At the second stop where paths cross, you pause

Leave time behind, and weighty thoughts

Where you are headed, they’ll be of no use

The burden lightens, but heavy is the trail ahead

At the third stop where paths cross, you pause

Leave fears behind, let fall all masks

Where you are headed, they’ll be of no use

The burden lightens, but heavy is the trail ahead

Naked at the top, the mountain knows you

North waves an eagle-wing, the wind it draws

The shadow-women dance about you

They sing for you, chanting powerful runes

Wounds and sickness

Of marrow and blood

Of meat and bone

Of flesh and skin

into weather and wind

you fade

I summon you into the mountain blue

Where neither sun nor moonshine can reach you

I summon you into the forest where no one dwells

and out to the sea where no man rows

Deep beneath an earthbound stone

out of harm’s way

Run through the rivers

and roll with the ocean tides

Into weather and wind you fade

Neither sun nor moonshine can reach you

Sink in the sea where no man rows

Run through the rivers

and roll with the ocean tides

Healing-mountain stands for eternity

It comforts the sick and the sore

Each and every one who assails that rock

Will find their lifelong ailment cured

Leave it behind on Healing-Peak

Where the rivers and streams

dance northwards and down

That mountain mends all those who climb