Krákumál

We strike with the sword
That was long ago
At the wolf's murder

We strike with the sword
They have the power
To break the bonds quickly

We strike with the sword
Hard came the ride on the shield

We strike with the sword
It seems to me indeed
That we follow fate
Few escape the norns' decree

I ask for a halt
The goddesses offer me a home
Odin has sent me
I shall drink ale with the gods
In the hall of the slain
My life's hours are past
Laughing, I shall die

We strike with the sword
We drink beer with relish
From the curved horns
The valiant man with death

We strike with the sword
A terrible serpent stands
My sons will swell
To become their father's avenger

I ask for a halt
The goddesses offer me a home
Odin has sent me
I shall drink ale with the gods
In the hall of the slain
My life's hours are past
Laughing, I shall die