Fleygðinn
and í people too shot,
it was still a people
first in the world;
the bore wall was broken
city ace,
knát vanir vágspál
will spurn.
Then all the queens
walked to the rock chairs,
holy goodness,
and about that gættusk,
who had air all
life blandit
or one of the jots
-:
It goes well,
orð and særi,
má olll mainlig,
is in the middle of the way.
Does she know Heimdall
sounded too folgit
und heathens
holy bom,
she sees Aussak
aurgum perhaps< br/>of Valför's lake.
Do you still know - or what?
Alone she sat outside,
then old age came in
yggjungr ása
and looked into my eyes.
What did I say?
What tempted me?
I know everything, O Lord,
where your eyes fell,
in the middle
Mímisbrunni.
Mímir's water
drinks
every morning
from the water of Valfjörður .
Do you still know - or what?