Odin

In icy ancient times you once watched
Threw Gungnir, were a spear in battle
Traveled through the Nine Worlds as a wanderer at night
Brought back to us Mimir's sacred well

You hung for nine days
In Yggdrasil's branches
Nine long nights
For 16 magical signs

Magical signs to invoke death
To heal the sick and disturb enemies
To hold flames, direct swords
To ask spirits and lower spears

You hung for nine days
In Yggdrasil's branches
Nine long nights
For 16 magical signs

I know that I hung
On a windy tree
All nine nights
Pierced by a spear
Offered to Odin
Myself to myself
On that tree
Of which no one knows
From what roots it runs

They stabbed me with a spear
I dedicated myself to Odin
I took up the runes
Screaming I took them
Screaming I took them
Then I fell back

Do you know how to carve?
Do you know how to interpret?
Do you know how to obtain?
Do you know how to test?
Do you know how to pray?
Do you know how to offer?
Do you know how to send?
Do you know how to sacrifice?

Screaming I took them
Screaming I took them

You hung for nine days
In Yggdrasil's branches
Nine long nights
For 16 magical signs

Screaming I took them
Screaming I took them