"Heidra" lyrics
[Norwegian:]
Ei likbør hadde han sett komma
Sigande frå Trodladalen opp Lundamyri
Audmjuk han i akttok synet
Kven hadde dauden i teke
Med otta han keik i kista
Børi hadde med seg
Daud, velstelt
Hvàllætti han var
Etter dette han visste
At Arntor aldri kom attende
Ja, stolt han kunne møta dauden
Gått viljugt i strid for å sikra ætti grid
Gått mannadrap so ein krigar byrg
Nekta trelldom, svik, ofra liv i grid
Men so hemn for oppreisa og slag
Ville svikarane setegarden ta
Ein gard so store at den på ein dag ikkje kunne gå
Tilmed heiden grunn garden er tufta på
Ei nye ætt skulle setegarden rå
Sette livet til for ætte og æra miste både setegarden og sæla
Men då dauden var nær vart han heidra likferd
Ein tragedie for ætlingane dette var
Skulle dei verkeleg missa slik ein gard
Vreida hans Sverre ville ingen ende ta
[English translation:]
[The Honouring]
A corpse carry he had seen
Coming from the valley of trolls and upwards Lundamyri
Humbly he looked on
Whom had Death collected?
Fearful he gazed into the coffin brought by the carriers
Dead, well groomed, from the Hvall bloodline
After this he knew that Arntor would never more return
But proudly he could face Death
Gone voluntarily into battle
To secure his bloodline pardon
Committed manslaughter like a proud warrior
Refused thralldom, betrayal, sacrificed his life for pardon
As revenge for rebellion and battle
The betrayers wanted to take the seat farm
A farm so enormous it could not be crossed during the day
It was even raised on heathen ground
A new bloodline should reign over the seat farm
Waged his life for his bloodline and honour, lost the seat farm and his good health
But when death roamed close, he was bestowed a funeral procession
A tragedy for his bloodline this was
Should they really lose such a farm?
The wrath of Sverre seems to have no end
Ei likbør hadde han sett komma
Sigande frå Trodladalen opp Lundamyri
Audmjuk han i akttok synet
Kven hadde dauden i teke
Med otta han keik i kista
Børi hadde med seg
Daud, velstelt
Hvàllætti han var
Etter dette han visste
At Arntor aldri kom attende
Ja, stolt han kunne møta dauden
Gått viljugt i strid for å sikra ætti grid
Gått mannadrap so ein krigar byrg
Nekta trelldom, svik, ofra liv i grid
Men so hemn for oppreisa og slag
Ville svikarane setegarden ta
Ein gard so store at den på ein dag ikkje kunne gå
Tilmed heiden grunn garden er tufta på
Ei nye ætt skulle setegarden rå
Sette livet til for ætte og æra miste både setegarden og sæla
Men då dauden var nær vart han heidra likferd
Ein tragedie for ætlingane dette var
Skulle dei verkeleg missa slik ein gard
Vreida hans Sverre ville ingen ende ta
[English translation:]
[The Honouring]
A corpse carry he had seen
Coming from the valley of trolls and upwards Lundamyri
Humbly he looked on
Whom had Death collected?
Fearful he gazed into the coffin brought by the carriers
Dead, well groomed, from the Hvall bloodline
After this he knew that Arntor would never more return
But proudly he could face Death
Gone voluntarily into battle
To secure his bloodline pardon
Committed manslaughter like a proud warrior
Refused thralldom, betrayal, sacrificed his life for pardon
As revenge for rebellion and battle
The betrayers wanted to take the seat farm
A farm so enormous it could not be crossed during the day
It was even raised on heathen ground
A new bloodline should reign over the seat farm
Waged his life for his bloodline and honour, lost the seat farm and his good health
But when death roamed close, he was bestowed a funeral procession
A tragedy for his bloodline this was
Should they really lose such a farm?
The wrath of Sverre seems to have no end
