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古诺尔斯语原文采用冰岛学者 Guðni Jónsson 编订版本的规范拼写。
Heitr ertu, hripuðr,
ok heldr til mikill;
göngumk firr, funi!
loði sviðnar,
þótt ek á loft berak;
brennumk feldr fyr.
Átta nætr sat ek
milli elda hér,
svá at mér manngi
mat né bauð
nema einn Agnarr,
er einn skal ráða,
Geirröðar sonr,
Gotna landi.
Heill skaltu, Agnarr,
alls þik heilan biðr
Veratýr vera;
eins drykkjar
þú skalt aldrigi
betri gjöld geta.
Land er heilagt,
er ek liggja sé
ásum ok alfum nær;
en í Þrúðheimi
skal Þórr vera
unz of rjúfask regin.
Ýdalir heita,
þar er Ullr hefir
sér of görva sali;
Alfheim Frey
gáfu í árdaga
tívar at tannféi.
Bær er sá inn þriði,
er blíð regin
silfri þökðu sali;
Valaskjalf heitir,
er vélti sér
áss í árdaga.
Sökkvabekkr heitir inn fjórði,
en þar svalar knegu
unnir yfir glymja;
þar þau Óðinn ok Sága
drekka um alla daga
glöð ór gullnum kerum.
Glaðsheimr heitir inn fimmti,
þars in gullbjarta
Valhöll víð of þrumir;
en þar Hroftr kýss
hverjan dag
vápndauða vera.
Mjök er auðkennt,
þeim er til Óðins koma
salkynni at séa;
sköftum er rann reft,
skjöldum er salr þakiðr,
brynjum um bekki strát.
Mjök er auðkennt,
þeir er til Óðins koma
salkynni at séa:
vargr hangir
fyr vestan dyrr,
ok drúpir örn yfir.
Þrymheimr heitir inn sétti,
er Þjazi bjó,
sá inn ámáttki jötunn;
en nú Skaði byggvir,
skír brúðr goða,
fornar tóftir föður.
Breiðablik eru in sjaundu,
en þar Baldr hefir
sér of gerva sali,
á því landi,
er ek liggja veit
fæsta feiknstafi.
Himinbjörg eru in áttu,
en þar Heimdall
kveða valda véum;
þar vörðr goða
drekkr í væru ranni
glaðr inn góða mjöð.
Fólkvangr er inn níundi,
en þar Freyja ræðr
sessa kostum í sal;
halfan val
hon kýss hverjan dag,
en halfan Óðinn á.
Glitnir er inn tíundi,
hann er gulli studdr
ok silfri þakðr it sama;
en þar Forseti
byggir flestan dag
ok svæfir allar sakir.
Nóatún eru in elliftu,
en þar Njörðr hefir,
sér of görva sali;
manna þengill
inn meins vani
hátimbruðum hörgi ræðr.
Hrísi vex
ok háu grasi
Víðars land viði;
en þar mögr of læzt
af mars baki
frækn at hefna föður.
Andhrímnir
lætr í Eldhrímni
Sæhrímni soðinn,
fleska bezt;
en þat fáir vitu,
við hvat einherjar alask.
Gera ok Freka
seðr gunntamiðr
hróðigr Herjaföður;
en við vín eitt
vápngöfugr
Óðinn æ lifir.
Huginn ok Muninn
fljúga hverjan dag
Jörmungrund yfir;
óumk ek of Hugin,
at hann aftr né komi-t,
þó sjámk meir of Munin.
Þýtr Þund,
unir Þjóðvitnis
fiskr flóði í;
árstraumr þykkir
ofmikill
Valglaumni at vaða.
Valgrind heitir,
er stendr velli á
heilög fyr helgum dyrum;
forn er sú grind,
en þat fáir vitu,
hvé hon er í lás of lokin.
Fimm hundruð dura
ok umb fjórum tögum,
svá hygg ek á Valhöllu vera;
átta hundruð Einherja
ganga senn ór einum durum,
þá er þeir fara við vitni at vega.
Fimm hundruð golfa
ok umb fjórum tögum,
svá hygg ek Bilskirrni með bugum;
ranna þeira,
er ek reft vita,
míns veit ek mest magar.
Heiðrún heitir geit,
er stendr höllu á
ok bítr af Læraðs limum;
skapker fylla
hon skal ins skíra mjaðar;
kná-at sú veig vanask.
Eikþyrnir heitir hjörtr,
er stendr höllu á
ok bítr af Læraðs limum;
en af hans hornum
drýpr í Hvergelmi,
þaðan eigu vötn öll vega.
Síð ok Víð,
Sækin ok Eikin,
Svöl ok Gunnþró,
Fjörm ok Fimbulþul,
Rín ok Rennandi,
Gipul ok Göpul,
Gömul ok Geirvimul,
þær hverfa um hodd goða,
Þyn ok Vín,
Þöll ok Höll,
Gráð ok Gunnþorin.
Vína heitir ein,
önnur Vegsvinn,
þriðja Þjóðnuma,
Nyt ok Nöt,
Nönn ok Hrönn,
Slíð ok Hríð,
Sylgr ok Ylgr,
Víð ok Ván,
Vönd ok Strönd,
Gjöll ok Leiftr,
þær falla gumnum nær,
er falla til Heljar heðan.
Körmt ok Örmt
ok Kerlaugar tvær,
þær skal Þórr vaða
dag hvern,
er hann dæma ferr
at aski Yggdrasils,
því at ásbrú
brenn öll loga,
heilög vötn hlóa.
Glaðr ok Gyllir,
Glær ok Skeiðbrimir,
Silfrintoppr ok Sinir,
Gísl ok Falhófnir,
Gulltoppr ok Léttfeti,
þeim ríða æsir jóm
dag hvern,
er þeir dæma fara
at aski Yggdrasils.
Þríar rætr
standa á þría vega
undan aski Yggdrasils;
Hel býr und einni,
annarri hrímþursar,
þriðju mennskir menn.
Ratatoskr heitir íkorni,
er renna skal
at aski Yggdrasils,
arnar orð
hann skal ofan bera
ok segja Niðhöggvi niðr.
Hirtir eru ok fjórir,
þeirs af hæfingar
gaghalsir gnaga:
Dáinn ok Dvalinn,
Duneyrr ok Duraþrór.
Ormar fleiri liggja
und aski Yggdrasils,
en þat of hyggi hverr ósviðra apa:
Góinn ok Móinn,
þeir ro Grafvitnis synir,
Grábakr ok Grafvölluðr,
Ófnir ok Sváfnir,
hygg ek, at æ skyli
meiðs kvistu má.
Askr Yggdrasils
drýgir erfiði
meira en menn um viti:
hjörtr bítr ofan,
en á hliðu fúnar,
skerðir Niðhöggr neðan.
Hrist ok Mist
vil ek, at mér horn beri,
Skeggjöld ok Skögul,
Hildr ok Þrúðr,
Hlökk ok Herfjötur,
Göll ok Geirönul,
Randgríðr ok Ráðgríðr
ok Reginleif,
þær bera Einherjum öl.
Árvakr ok Alsviðr
þeir skulu upp heðan
svangir sól draga;
en und þeira bógum
fálu blíð regin,
æsir, ísarnkol.
Svalinn heitir,
hann stendr sólu fyrir,
skjöldr, skínanda goði;
björg ok brim,
ek veit, at brenna skulu,
ef hann fellr í frá.
Sköll heitir ulfr,
er fylgir inu skírleita goði
til varna viðar,
en annarr Hati,
hann er Hróðvitnis sonr,
sá skal fyr heiða brúði himins.
Ór Ymis holdi
var jörð of sköpuð,
en ór sveita sær,
björg ór beinum,
baðmr ór hári,
en ór hausi himinn.
En ór hans brám
gerðu blíð regin
Miðgarð manna sonum,
en ór hans heila
váru þau in harðmóðgu
ský öll of sköpuð.
Ullar hylli
hefr ok allra goða
hverr er tekr fyrstr á funa,
því at opnir heimar
verða of ása sonum,
þá er hefja af hvera.
Ívalda synir
gengu í árdaga
Skíðblaðni at skapa,
skipa bezt,
skírum Frey,
nýtum Njarðar bur.
Askr Yggdrasils,
hann er æðstr viða,
en Skíðblaðnir skipa,
Óðinn ása,
en jóa Sleipnir,
Bilröst brúa,
en Bragi skalda,
Hábrók hauka,
en hunda Garmr.
Svipum hef ek nú yppt
fyr sigtíva sonum,
við þat skal vilbjörg vaka;
öllum ásum
þat skal inn koma
Ægis bekki á,
Ægis drekku at.
Hétumk Grímr,
hétumk Gangleri,
Herjann ok Hjalmberi,
Þekkr ok Þriði,
Þundr ok Uðr,
Herblindi ok Hár.
Saðr ok Svipall
ok Sanngetall,
Herteitr ok Hnikarr,
Bileygr, Báleygr,
Bölverkr, Fjölnir,
Grímr ok Grímnir,
Glapsviðr ok Fjölsviðr;
Síðhöttr, Síðskeggr,
Sigföðr, Hnikuðr,
Alföðr, Valföðr,
Atríðr ok Farmatýr;
einu nafni
hétumk aldregi,
síz ek með folkum fór.
Grímni mik hétu
at Geirröðar,
en Jalk at Ásmundar,
en þá Kjalar,
er ek kjálka dró,
Þrór þingum at,
Viðurr at vígum,
Óski ok Ómi,
Jafnhár ok Biflindi,
Göndlir ok Hárbarðr með goðum.
Sviðurr ok Sviðrir
er ek hét at Sökkmímis,
ok dulðak þann inn aldna jötun,
þá er ek Miðvitnis vark
ins mæra burar
orðinn einbani.
Ölr ertu, Geirröðr,
hefr þú ofdrukkit;
miklu ertu hnugginn,
er þú ert mínu gengi,
öllum Einherjum
ok Óðins hylli.
Fjölð ek þér sagðak,
en þú fátt of mant;
of þik véla vinir;
mæki liggja
ek sé míns vinar
allan í dreyra drifinn.
Eggmóðan val
nú mun Yggr hafa,
þitt veit ek líf of liðit;
úfar ro dísir,
nú knáttu Óðin sjá,
nálgasktu mik, ef þú megir.
Óðinn ek nú heiti,
Yggr ek áðan hét,
hétumk Þundr fyr þat,
Vakr ok Skilfingr,
Váfuðr ok Hroftatýr,
Gautr ok Jalkr með goðum,
Ófnir ok Sváfnir,
er ek hygg, at orðnir sé
allir af einum mér.
Geirröðr konungr sat ok hafði sverð um kné sér ok brugðit til miðs. En er hann heyrði, at Óðinn var þar kominn, þá stóð hann upp ok vildi taka Óðin frá eldinum. Sverðit slapp ór hendi honum, ok vissu hjöltin niðr. Konungr drap fæti ok steypðist áfram, en sverðit stóð í gögnum hann, ok fekk hann bana. Óðinn hvarf þá, en Agnarr var þar konungr lengi síðan.
亨利·亚当斯·贝洛斯1923年英译,已进入公有领域;诗节编号可能与原文不同。
King Hrauthung had two sons: one was called Agnar, and the other Geirröth. Agnar was ten winters old, and Geirröth eight. Once they both rowed in a boat with their fishing-gear to catch little fish; and the wind drove them out into the sea. In the darkness of the night they were wrecked on the shore; and going up, they found a poor peasant, with whom they stayed through the winter. The housewife took care of Agnar, and the peasant cared for Geirröth, and taught him wisdom. In the spring the peasant gave him a boat; and when the couple led them to the shore, the peasant spoke secretly with Geirröth. They had a fair wind, and came to their father's landing-place. Geirröth was forward in the boat; he leaped up on land, but pushed out the boat and said, "Go thou now where evil may have thee!" The boat drifted out to sea. Geirröth, however, went up to the house, and was well received, but his father was dead. Then Geirröth was made king, and became a renowned man.
Othin and Frigg sat in Hlithskjolf and looked over all the worlds. Othin said: "Seest thou Agnar, thy fosterling, how he begets children with a giantess in the cave? But Geirröth, my fosterling, is a king, and now rules over his land." Frigg said: "He is so miserly that he tortures his guests if he thinks that too many of them come to him." Othin replied that this was the greatest of lies; and they made a wager about this matter. Frigg sent her maid-servant, Fulla, to Geirröth. She bade the king beware lest a magician who was come thither to his land should bewitch him, and told this sign concerning him, that no dog was so fierce as to leap at him. Now it was a very great slander that King Geirröth was not hospitable; but nevertheless he had them take the man whom the dogs would not attack. He wore a dark-blue mantle and called himself Grimnir, but said no more about himself, though he was questioned. The king had him tortured to make him speak, and set him between two fires, and he sat there eight nights. King Geirröth had a son ten winters old, and called Agnar after his father's brother. Agnar went to Grimnir, and gave him a full horn to drink from, and said that the king did ill in letting him be tormented without cause. Grimnir drank from the horn; the fire had come so near that the mantle burned on Grimnir's back. He spake:
Hot art thou, fire! too fierce by far;
Get ye now gone, ye flames!
The mantle is burnt, though I bear it aloft,
And the fire scorches the fur.
'Twixt the fires now eight nights have I sat,
And no man brought meat to me,
Save Agnar alone, and alone shall rule
Geirröth's son o'er the Goths.
Hail to thee, Agnar! for hailed thou art
By the voice of Veratyr; For a single drink shalt thou never receive
A greater gift as reward.
The land is holy that lies hard by
The gods and the elves together;
And Thor shall ever in Thruthheim dwell,
Till the gods to destruction go.
Ydalir call they the place where Ull
A hall for himself hath set;
And Alfheim the gods to Freyr once gave
As a tooth-gift in ancient times.
A third home is there, with silver thatched
By the hands of the gracious gods:
Valaskjolf is it, in days of old
Set by a god for himself.
Sökkvabekk is the fourth, where cool waves flow, And amid their murmur it stands;
There daily do Othin and Saga drink
In gladness from cups of gold.
The fifth is Glathsheim, and gold-bright there
Stands Valhall stretching wide;
And there does Othin each day choose
The men who have fallen in fight.
Easy is it to know for him who to Othin
Comes and beholds the hall;
Its rafters are spears, with shields is it roofed,
On its benches are breastplates strewn.
Easy is it to know for him who to Othin
Comes and beholds the hall;
There hangs a wolf by the western door,
And o'er it an eagle hovers.
The sixth is Thrymheim, where Thjazi dwelt,
The giant of marvelous might; Now Skathi abides, the god's fair bride,
In the home that her father had.
The seventh is Breithablik; Baldr has there
For himself a dwelling set,
In the land I know that lies so fair,
And from evil fate is free.
Himinbjorg is the eighth, and Heimdall there
O'er men holds sway, it is said;
In his well-built house does the warder of heaven
The good mead gladly drink.
The ninth is Folkvang, where Freyja decrees Who shall have seats in the hall;
The half of the dead each day does she choose,
And half does Othin have.
The tenth is Glitnir; its pillars are gold,
And its roof with silver is set;
There most of his days does Forseti dwell,
And sets all strife at end.
The eleventh is Noatun; there has Njorth
For himself a dwelling set;
The sinless ruler of men there sits
In his temple timbered high.
Filled with growing trees and high-standing grass
Is Vithi, Vithar's land; But there did the son from his steed leap down,
When his father he fain would avenge.
In Eldhrimnir Andhrimnir cooks
Sæhrimnir's seething flesh,—
The best of food, but few men know
On what fare the warriors feast.
Freki and Geri does Heerfather feed,
The far-famed fighter of old:
But on wine alone does the weapon-decked god,
Othin, forever live.
O'er Mithgarth Hugin and Munin both
Each day set forth to fly;
For Hugin I fear lest he come not home,
But for Munin my care is more.
Loud roars Thund, and Thjothvitnir's fish
Joyously fares in the flood;
Hard does it seem to the host of the slain
To wade the torrent wild.
There Valgrind stands, the sacred gate,
And behind are the holy doors;
Old is the gate, but few there are
Who can tell how it tightly is locked.
Five hundred doors and forty there are,
I ween, in Valhall's walls;
Eight hundred fighters through one door fare
When to war with the wolf they go.
Five hundred rooms and forty there are
I ween, in Bilskirnir built; Of all the homes whose roofs I beheld,
My son's the greatest meseemed.
Heithrun is the goat who stands by Heerfather's hall,
And the branches of Lærath she bites;
The pitcher she fills with the fair, clear mead,
Ne'er fails the foaming drink.
Eikthyrnir is the hart who stands by Heerfather's hall
And the branches of Lærath he bites;
From his horns a stream into Hvergelmir drops,
Thence all the rivers run.
Sith and Vith, Sækin and Ækin,
Svol and Fimbulthul, Gunnthro and Fjorm,
Rin and Rinnandi,
Gipul and Gopul, Gomul and Geirvimul,
That flow through the fields of the gods;
Thyn and Vin, Thol and Hoi,
Groth and Gunnthorin.
Vino is one, Vegsvin another,
And Thjothnuma a third;
Nyt and Not, Non and Hron,
Slith and Hrith, Sylg and Ylg,
Vith and Von, Vond and Strond,
Gjol and Leipt, that go among men.
And hence they fall to Hel.
Kormt and Ormt and the Kerlaugs twain
Shall Thor each day wade through,
(When dooms to give he forth shall go
To the ash-tree Yggdrasil;)
For heaven's bridge burns all in flame,
And the sacred waters seethe.
Glath and Gyllir, Gler and Skeithbrimir,
Silfrintopp and Sinir,
Gisl and Falhofnir, Golltopp and Lettfeti,
On these steeds the gods shall go
When dooms to give each day they ride
To the ash-tree Yggdrasil.
Three roots there are that three ways run
'Neath the ash-tree Yggdrasil;
'Neath the first lives Hel, 'neath the second the frost-giants,
'Neath the last are the lands of men.
Ratatosk is the squirrel who there shall run
On the ash-tree Yggdrasil;
From above the words of the eagle he bears,
And tells them to Nithhogg beneath.
Four harts there are, that the highest twigs Nibble with necks bent back;
Dain and Dvalin, ......
Duneyr and Dyrathror.
More serpents there are beneath the ash
Than an unwise ape would think;
Goin and Moin, Grafvitnir's sons,
Grabak and Grafvolluth,
Ofnir and Svafnir shall ever, methinks,
Gnaw at the twigs of the tree.
Yggdrasil's ash great evil suffers,
Far more than men do know; The hart bites its top, its trunk is rotting,
And Nithhogg gnaws beneath.
Hrist and Mist bring the horn at my will,
Skeggjold and Skogul;
Hild and Thruth, Hlok and Herfjotur,
Gol and Geironul,
Randgrith and Rathgrith and Reginleif
Beer to the warriors bring.
Arvak and Alsvith up shall drag
Weary the weight of the sun;
But an iron cool have the kindly gods
Of yore set under their yokes.
In front of the sun does Svalin stand,
The shield for the shining god;
Mountains and sea would be set in flames
If it fell from before the sun.
Skoll is the wolf that to Ironwood
Follows the glittering god,
And the son of Hrothvitnir, Hati, awaits
The burning bride of heaven.
Out of Ymir's flesh was fashioned the earth,
And the ocean out of his blood;
Of his bones the hills, of his hair the trees,
Of his skull the heavens high.
Mithgarth the gods from his eyebrows made,
And set for the sons of men;
And out of his brain the baleful clouds
They made to move on high.
His the favor of Ull and of all the gods
Who first in the flames will reach;
For the house can be seen by the sons of the gods
If the kettle aside were cast.
In days of old did Ivaldi's sons
Skithblathnir fashion fair,
The best of ships for the bright god Freyr,
The noble son of Njorth.
The best of trees must Yggdrasil be,
Skithblathnir best of boats;
Of all the gods is Othin the greatest,
And Sleipnir the best of steeds;
Bilrost of bridges, Bragi of skalds,
Hobrok of hawks, and Garm of hounds.
To the race of the gods my face have I raised,
And the wished-for aid have I waked;
For to all the gods has the message gone
That sit in Ægir's seats,
That drink within Ægir's doors.
Grim is my name, Gangleri am I,
Herjan and Hjalmberi,
Thekk and Thrithi, Thuth and Uth,
Helblindi and Hor;
Sath and Svipal and Sanngetal,
Herteit and Hnikar,
Bileyg, Baleyg, Bolverk, Fjolnir,
Grim and Grimnir, Glapsvith, Fjolsvith.
Sithhott, Sithskegg, Sigfather, Hnikuth, Allfather, Valfather, Atrith, Farmatyr:
A single name have I never had
Since first among men I fared.
Grimnir they call me in Geirröth's hall,
With Asmund Jalk am I;
Kjalar I was when I went in a sledge,
At the council Thror am I called,
As Vithur I fare to the fight;
Oski, Biflindi, Jafnhor and Omi,
Gondlir and Harbarth midst gods.
I deceived the giant Sokkmimir old
As Svithur and Svithrir of yore;
Of Mithvitnir's son the slayer I was
When the famed one found his doom.
Drunk art thou, Geirröth, too much didst thou drink,
...............
Much hast thou lost, for help no more
From me or my heroes thou hast.
Small heed didst thou take to all that I told,
And false were the words of thy friends;
For now the sword of my friend I see,
That waits all wet with blood.
Thy sword-pierced body shall Ygg have soon,
For thy life is ended at last;
The maids are hostile; now Othin behold!
Now come to me if thou canst!
Now am I Othin, Ygg was I once,
Ere that did they call me Thund;
Vak and Skilfing, Vofuth and Hroptatyr,
Gaut and Jalk midst the gods;
Ofnir and Svafnir, and all, methinks,
Are names for none but me.
King Geirröth sat and had his sword on his knee, half drawn from its sheath. But when he heard that Othin was come thither, then he rose up and sought to take Othin from the fire. The sword slipped from his hand, and fell with the hilt down. The king stumbled and fell forward, and the sword pierced him through, and slew him. Then Othin vanished, but Agnar long ruled there as king.
本简体中文译文由 AI 根据古诺尔斯语原文翻译,并参考英文译文。
你真灼热,轰响的火焰,
而且过于猛烈;
火啊,离我远些!
毛衣已被燎焦,
纵使我把它举起;
皮袍先在我身上烧了起来。
我已坐了八夜,
就在这里,两堆火之间,
没有一个人
给我食物,
唯有阿格纳尔一人,
他将独自统治,
这盖尔罗德之子,
统治哥特人的土地。
愿你安康,阿格纳尔,
因为人之神祈愿
你平安无恙;
为这一杯饮料,
你永远不会
得到更好的酬报。
有一片圣地,
我看见它坐落在
阿萨神族与精灵近旁;
而在斯鲁德海姆,
索尔将一直居住,
直到诸神毁灭。
那里名叫伊达利尔,
乌勒尔在那里
为自己建起厅堂;
阿尔夫海姆是弗雷
在远古之初
从诸神那里得到的长牙礼。
第三处居所,
仁善的诸神
以白银铺盖那里的厅堂;
它名叫瓦拉斯凯拉夫,
是一位神在远古之初
为自己取得的。
第四处名叫瑟克瓦贝克,
清凉的波涛
在那里轰鸣翻涌;
奥丁与萨迦在那里
日日举起金杯,
欢然共饮。
第五处名叫格拉兹海姆,
金光灿烂的
英灵殿巍然广立其间;
赫罗夫特在那里挑选
每一天
死于兵刃的人。
凡来到奥丁这里,
看见这座厅堂的人,
都很容易认出它:
屋宇以矛杆作椽,
厅堂以盾牌覆顶,
长凳上铺满铠甲。
凡来到奥丁这里,
看见这座厅堂的人,
都很容易认出它:
一匹狼悬挂在
西边的门前,
一只鹰俯垂在上方。
第六处名叫索列姆海姆,
夏基曾住在那里,
那威力无比的巨人;
如今斯卡蒂居住其间,
这诸神的明丽新娘,
住在父亲的古老宅基上。
第七处是布列达布利克,
巴德尔在那里
为自己建起厅堂,
在那片土地上,
我知道那里
最少有凶祸潜藏。
第八处是希敏约格,
据说海姆达尔在那里
掌管圣所;
诸神的守卫在那里,
在安宁的屋宇中,
欢饮甘美的蜜酒。
第九处是弗尔克范格,
芙蕾雅在那里决定
厅堂中座席的分配;
战死者的一半,
由她每日挑选,
另一半归奥丁所有。
第十处是格利特尼尔,
它以黄金作柱,
又以白银覆顶;
福尔塞提在那里
度过大多数日子,
平息一切争讼。
第十一处是诺阿通,
尼约德在那里
为自己建起厅堂;
这位人间的君王,
毫无恶意的神,
掌管高木筑起的神殿。
灌木丛生,
高草繁茂,
林木覆盖维达尔的土地维迪;
那英勇的儿子将在那里
从马背跃下,
去为父亲复仇。
安德赫里姆尼尔
在埃尔德赫里姆尼尔锅中
煮熟沙赫利姆尼尔,
那最上好的猪肉;
然而很少有人知道,
英灵战士靠什么养活。
格里与弗雷基,
由惯经战阵、
声名显赫的军队之父喂饱;
而只凭葡萄酒,
这位以兵刃为荣的
奥丁便永远活着。
福金与穆宁
每一天飞越
辽阔的大地;
我为福金担忧,
怕它不再回来,
却更为穆宁忧心。
松德河轰鸣,
乔德维特尼尔的鱼
在洪流中悠游;
这河水的激流
似乎太过汹涌,
使战死者的军伍难以涉渡。
它名叫瓦尔格林德,
矗立在原野上,
是圣门前的神圣栅门;
这栅门古老,
却很少有人知道,
它的门锁怎样锁闭。
五百扇门,
再加四十扇,
我想英灵殿有这么多;
八百名英灵战士
从一扇门同时走出,
当他们出征与狼交战之时。
五百间厅室,
再加四十间,
我想毕尔斯基尔尼尔的曲折屋宇共有这么多;
在我所知
一切架起屋顶的房舍中,
我知道我儿子的最为宏大。
有只山羊名叫海德伦,
站在厅堂顶上,
啃食莱拉德的枝条;
她将把一大缸
清澈的蜜酒注满;
这佳酿永不会枯竭。
有只雄鹿名叫艾克瑟尼尔,
站在厅堂顶上,
啃食莱拉德的枝条;
从它的鹿角
有水滴入赫瓦格密尔,
所有河流都从那里奔向各方。
希德与维德,
塞金与埃金,
斯沃尔与贡恩斯罗,
弗约尔姆与芬布尔苏尔,
莱茵河与伦南迪,
吉普尔与格普尔,
格穆尔与盖尔维穆尔,
它们环绕诸神的宝藏流转,
辛与温,
瑟尔与赫尔,
格拉德与贡恩索林。
一条名叫维纳,
另一条名叫韦格斯温,
第三条名叫乔德努玛,
尼特与内特,
嫩恩与赫伦,
斯利德与赫里德,
叙尔格与于尔格,
维德与万,
文德与斯特伦德,
吉约尔河与雷普特,
它们流经人间近旁,
又从这里流向赫尔。
科尔姆特与厄尔姆特,
还有两条科尔劳加尔,
索尔必须涉过它们,
每一天,
当他前去裁断,
来到白蜡树尤克特拉希尔那里,
因为阿萨神族的桥
通体燃起烈焰,
神圣的河水沸腾翻滚。
格拉德与吉利尔,
格莱尔与斯凯德布里米尔,
西尔弗林托普与西尼尔,
吉斯尔与法尔霍夫尼尔,
古尔托普与莱特费蒂,
阿萨神族骑着这些骏马,
每一天,
当他们前去裁断,
来到白蜡树尤克特拉希尔那里。
三条树根
伸向三个方向,
在白蜡树尤克特拉希尔下方;
赫尔住在一条根下,
霜巨人住在另一条根下,
凡人住在第三条根下。
有只松鼠名叫拉塔托斯克,
它须来回奔跑,
在白蜡树尤克特拉希尔上,
将鹰的话语
从上方带下,
传给下方的尼德霍格。
还有四只雄鹿,
它们伸长脖颈,
啃咬高处的嫩梢:
达因与德瓦林,
杜内尔与杜拉斯罗尔。
盘踞着的蛇,
在白蜡树尤克特拉希尔下方,
比任何愚蠢的猿猴所想的还多:
戈因与莫因,
它们是格拉夫维特尼尔的儿子,
格拉巴克与格拉夫沃卢德,
奥夫尼尔与斯瓦夫尼尔,
我想它们将永远
啃噬这树的枝条。
白蜡树尤克特拉希尔
承受的苦难,
远比世人所知的更多:
雄鹿在上方啃咬,
树身在侧面腐朽,
尼德霍格在下方啮蚀。
赫莉丝特与米斯特,
我愿她们为我捧来饮酒的角杯,
斯凯格约尔德与斯科古尔,
希尔德与斯鲁德,
赫洛克与赫尔菲约特,
格尔与盖尔厄努尔,
兰德格里德与拉德格里德,
还有雷金莱芙,
她们为英灵战士斟奉啤酒。
阿尔瓦克与阿尔斯维德,
这两匹瘦腹的马,
须从这里将太阳拉上高空;
而在它们肩下,
仁善的诸神,
阿萨神族,藏下了铁制的凉具。
它名叫斯瓦林,
立在太阳之前,
是那光辉神明的盾牌;
山岳与海涛,
我知道都将燃烧,
倘若它从那里落开。
有匹狼名叫斯库尔,
它追随那面容明亮的神,
直到护佑的林地;
另一匹名叫哈提,
它是赫罗德维特尼尔之子,
它将跑在天空那明丽新娘的前头。
用尤弥尔的血肉,
造出了大地,
用他的鲜血造出了海洋,
用骨骼造山岳,
用毛发造树木,
用头颅造苍天。
又用他的眉毛,
仁善的诸神筑起
米德加尔特,供人类子孙居住,
而用他的脑髓,
造出了所有那些
凶猛的云。
乌勒尔的恩宠,
还有所有诸神的恩宠,
都归于那最先伸手入火的人,
因为诸神之子眼前
各处居所便会显露,
当人们把锅抬开之时。
伊瓦尔迪的儿子们
在远古之初
动手打造斯基德布拉德尼尔,
那最好的船,
献给光辉的弗雷,
尼约德出众的儿子。
白蜡树尤克特拉希尔,
它是树木之首,
斯基德布拉德尼尔是船只之首,
奥丁是阿萨神族之首,
斯雷普尼尔是骏马之首,
比弗罗斯特是桥梁之首,
布拉吉是诗人之首,
哈布罗克是鹰隼之首,
加姆是群犬之首。
如今我已向胜利诸神的子孙
显露面容,
愿以此唤起盼望的援助;
愿这一切传入
所有阿萨神族耳中,
传到埃吉尔的席上,
传到埃吉尔的酒宴中。
我曾名叫格里姆,
曾名叫冈格勒,
赫尔扬与希亚尔姆贝里,
塞克与斯莱德,
松德与乌德,
赫尔布林迪与哈尔。
萨德与斯维帕尔,
还有桑恩盖塔尔,
赫尔泰特与赫尼卡尔,
比莱格、巴莱格,
博尔维克、菲约尔尼尔,
格里姆与格里姆尼尔,
格拉普斯维德与菲约尔斯维德;
西德赫特、西德斯凯格,
胜利之父、赫尼库德,
万物之父、战死者之父,
阿特里德与法尔玛提尔;
我从不曾
只有一个名字,
自从我在人群间行走。
他们叫我格里姆尼尔,
在盖尔罗德家中,
在阿斯蒙德家中叫我雅尔克,
又曾叫我基亚拉尔,
当我拖曳雪橇之时,
在集会上叫我斯罗尔,
在战阵中叫我维杜尔,
奥斯基与奥米,
雅夫恩哈尔与比夫林迪,
在诸神中叫我贡德利尔与哈尔巴德。
斯维杜尔与斯维德里尔,
是我在瑟克密米尔家中所用的名字,
我瞒过了那年老的巨人,
当时我已将米德维特尼尔
那声名显赫的儿子
独自杀死。
你醉了,盖尔罗德,
你喝得太多;
你已遭受重大的损失,
因为你失去了我的援助,
失去所有英灵战士,
还有奥丁的恩宠。
我对你说了许多,
你却没记住多少;
朋友们正在欺骗你;
我看见
我朋友的剑躺在那里,
全然染满鲜血。
那死于剑刃的战殁者,
如今将归于伊格,
我知道你的生命已经终结;
狄丝女神满怀敌意,
如今你能看见奥丁了,
若你还能,就走近我吧。
如今我名叫奥丁,
方才我名叫伊格,
在那之前名叫松德,
瓦克与斯基尔芬,
瓦夫德与赫罗夫塔提尔,
在诸神中叫高特与雅尔克,
奥夫尼尔与斯瓦夫尼尔,
我想这些名字
全都出自我一人。
盖尔罗德国王坐着,把剑横在膝上,剑已拔出一半。他听见来者是奥丁,便站起身,想把奥丁从火边移开。剑从他手中滑落,剑柄朝下。国王绊了一跤,向前扑倒,剑刺穿了他的身体,他就此丧命。奥丁随即消失,阿格纳尔此后在那里做了很久的国王。