Heed my words, all classes of men
You greater and lesser children of Heimdall
You summoned me, Odin, to tell what I recall
Of the oldest deeds of gods and men
The sun turns black, the earth sinks into the sea
The bright stars fall out of the sky
Flames scorch the leaves of Yggdrasil
A great bonfire reaches to the highest clouds
Brothers will fight one another and kill one another
Cousins will break peace with one another
The old tree sighs when the giant shakes it
Yggdrasil still stands but it trembles
Fenrir howls terribly before the doors to Hel
The wolf will break its bonds and run
Waterfalls flow, and eagles fly overhead
Hunting for fish among the mountain peaks
I see a hall standing there more beautiful than sunlight.
Thatched with gold at Gimlé
There bold men will dwell
And enjoy cheer throughout their lives