Tekstovi: Týr. By The Light Of The Northern Star. Tróndur í Gøtu.

Omaneftir og ni?aneftir
Omaneftir Vallaratuni
Har for hestur min tann bruni
omaneftir vallartuni

Trondur droymdi dreymarnar
Seg?i teir ei for morgum
Tokti m?r sum Noregs kongur
Styrdi grimum vorgum

Trondur droymdi dreymarnar
Seg?i teir ikki sm?rri
Tokti m?r sum siglitro
Tey gingu fjollum h?rri

Svara?i Sjur?ur Tollaksson:
"V?r gevum ei slikt i geyma,
verturnattin er so long,
at mangt kann bera i dreyma."

Brandi bra of m?lti sva:
"Hilmar undan leypa.
Eg skal standa eftir ein
liv mitt dyrt at keypa."

Omaneftir og ni?aneftir
Smaneftir Vallaratuni
Har for hestur min tann bruni
Smaneftir vallartuni

[English translation:]

Up and down
Up the wanderers yard
There went my horse, the brown one
Down the wanderers yard

Trondur dreamt the dreams
Said them not to many:
"Methought that the king of Norway
steered grim wargs."

Trondur dreamt the dreams
Said them not to many:
"Methought that masts
stood higher than mountains."

Answered Sjur?ur Tollaksson:
"We heed not such things,
The winternight is so long,
that many things may come to dreams."

Swung his sword and spoke thus:
"Chieftains run away.
I shall remain alone
my life life dearly bought."

Up and down
Up the wanderers yard
There went my horse, the brown one
Down the wanderers yard