Thyrfing

V?dsspegeln

Bl?, gr?, gr?f??t
V?dsspegeln, dit l?stans vingar b?br>En fr?att sk?, att sinnet ?a
Flyende sot p?varta vingar farOm natten, stormen och vinden
Molnfria vyers inre horisont ler
En ?ing I stormen den ser
En ?ing I stormen den serEn lockelse inte bara p?tan
Inte endast en f?, ?n ett m?br>Vad v?ar mig under systrar nio?
Van d¨ljer Rans d?ar f&ruml;r mig?H?skall jag finna min ro
H?skall jag finna min sinnesfrid
H?skall jag f?vigt vila
Och I ?irs djupa salar min ?est begraveEtt sista offer f?jors
Ett sista blot f??? pa f?en
En hemlichet som skall bli min
Ingen ?er, vad b?rna give[English translation:]The Mirror Of The WorldBlue, grey, green for the eye
The mirror of the world, where the wings of pining carry
A joy to behold, to open the mind
Fleeing soot travels on black wingsAt night, the storm and the wind
The inner horizon of cloudless views smiles
An opening in the storm it sees
An opening in the storm it seesA temptation not just on the surface
Not only a journey, but also a goal
What awaits me below the nine sisters?
What are the Daughters of Ran hiding from me?Here I shall find my peace
Here I shall find my peace of mind
Here I shall forever rest
And bury my agony in the deep halls of AegirA last offering for Njord
A last sacrifice for good fortune on the road
A secret that shall be mine
No regret, what the waves give