1. Yet, even though my father was called Hvinngester,
he never put a fence around horse-phalli
like Sigurđr sýr; he was your father!

2. Many a sword-reddener claims
that a farmer's daughter wad born
to cause sorrow.

I care little for men's fear.
Yet, if a certain fire-Gefn denies me sleep,
it is certainly the sagacious sister of the ruler
who causes my unrest.

 



1. Enn ţótt héti Hvinngestr fađir minn,
gerđi eigi sá garđ of hestređr,
sem Sigurđr sýr; sá vas ţinn fađir!

2. Margr kveđr sér at sorgum
sverđrjóđr alin* verđa
- uggik allítt seggja
ótta - búkarls dóttur.

Enn, ef einhver bannar
eld-Gefn fyr mér svefna,
víst veldr siklings systir
svinn andvöku minni.

 


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