"Spár Eða Spakmál" lyrics
(with Steindór Andersen, Hilmar Örn Hilmarsson and María Huld Markan Sigfúsdóttir)
Bekkjarsett
Að Bölverks ráði
Sjöt Sæhrímni
Saddist rakna
Skögul að skutlum
Skaptker Hnikars
Mat af miði
Mímis hornum
Margs of frágu
Máltíð yfir
Heimdall há goð
Hörgar Loka
Spár eða spakmál
Sprund ef kenndi
Undorn of fram
Unz nam húma
Illa létu
Orðið hafa
Erindisleysu
Oflítilfræga
Vant að væla
Verða myndi
Svo af svanna
Svars of gæti
Ansar Ómi
Allir hlýddu
"Nótt skal nema
Nýræða til
Hugsi til myrgins
Hver sem orkar
Ráð til leggja
Rausnar ásum!"
Rann með röstum
Rindar móður
Fóðurlarður
Fenris valla
Gengu frá gildi
Goðin, kvöddu
Hropt og Frigg
Sem Hrímfaxa fór
[English Translation:]
Seated on benches
At Bölverk's bidding
The tribe of gods
Were with Sæhrímnir sated
Skögul, at the tables
With horns meted out
Mímir's mead
From Hnikar's vat
Much was asked
During the banquet
Of Heimdallur by the gods
Of Loki by the goddesses
Whether the woman had spoken
Prophecies or wisdom
All day they asked
Until twilight approached
Badly, they deemed
Had gone amiss
Their futile errand
Of little glory
It would prove hard
To find the ploy needed
To get an answer
From the woman
Ómi answers
All listened
"Night is the time
For new advice
Think until morning
Each that is able
To provide counsel
For the Æsir's benefit!"
Ran along the eddies
Of Rindur's plains
The wolf's tired
Food supply
The gods left
The feast and saluted
Hroptur and Frigg
As Hrímfaxi ascended
Að Bölverks ráði
Sjöt Sæhrímni
Saddist rakna
Skögul að skutlum
Skaptker Hnikars
Mat af miði
Mímis hornum
Margs of frágu
Máltíð yfir
Heimdall há goð
Hörgar Loka
Spár eða spakmál
Sprund ef kenndi
Undorn of fram
Unz nam húma
Illa létu
Orðið hafa
Erindisleysu
Oflítilfræga
Vant að væla
Verða myndi
Svo af svanna
Svars of gæti
Ansar Ómi
Allir hlýddu
"Nótt skal nema
Nýræða til
Hugsi til myrgins
Hver sem orkar
Ráð til leggja
Rausnar ásum!"
Rann með röstum
Rindar móður
Fóðurlarður
Fenris valla
Gengu frá gildi
Goðin, kvöddu
Hropt og Frigg
Sem Hrímfaxa fór
[English Translation:]
Seated on benches
At Bölverk's bidding
The tribe of gods
Were with Sæhrímnir sated
Skögul, at the tables
With horns meted out
Mímir's mead
From Hnikar's vat
Much was asked
During the banquet
Of Heimdallur by the gods
Of Loki by the goddesses
Whether the woman had spoken
Prophecies or wisdom
All day they asked
Until twilight approached
Badly, they deemed
Had gone amiss
Their futile errand
Of little glory
It would prove hard
To find the ploy needed
To get an answer
From the woman
Ómi answers
All listened
"Night is the time
For new advice
Think until morning
Each that is able
To provide counsel
For the Æsir's benefit!"
Ran along the eddies
Of Rindur's plains
The wolf's tired
Food supply
The gods left
The feast and saluted
Hroptur and Frigg
As Hrímfaxi ascended
