《希亞爾馬爾之歌》原典

"Hvat er þér, Hjálmarr?
Hefr þú lit brugðit,
þik kveð ek mæða
miklar undir;
hjálmr er þinn höggvinn,
en á hlið brynja;
nú kveð ek fjörvi
of farit þínu."
Hjálmarr kvað:

"Sár hefi ek sextán,
slitna brynju:
svart er mér fyrir sjónum,
sék-a ek ganga;
hneit mér við hjarta
hjörr Angantýs,
hvass blóðrefill
herðr í eitri."

Áttak á foldu
fimm tún saman,
en ek því aldri
unða ráði;
nú verð ek liggja
lífs andvani,
sverði undaðr,
í Sámseyju.

Drekka í höllu
húskarlar mjöð,
menjum göfgir,
at míns föður;
mæðir marga
mungát fira,
en mik eggja spor
í enju þjá.

Hvarf ek frá hvítri
hlaðs beðgunni
á Agnafit
útanverðri;
saga mun sannask,
sú er hon sagði mér,
at aftr koma
eigi mundak.

Hvarf ek frá fögrum
fljóða söngvi,
ótrauðr gamans
austr við Sóta;
för skundaðak
ok fórk í lið
hinzta sinni
frá hollvinum.

Drag þú mér af hendi
hring inn rauða
færðu inni ungu
Ingibjörgu;
sá mun henni
hugfastr tregi,
er ek eigi kem
til Uppsala.

Hrafn flýgr austan
af háum meiði,
flýgr honum eftir
örn í sinni;
þeim gef ek erni
efstum bráðir;
sá mun á blóði
bergja mínu."

“What ails you, Hjalmar?
Your colour has changed;
I see you are troubled
by grievous wounds;
your helmet is hacked,
and your mailcoat at the side;
now I believe
your life is at an end.”
Hjalmar said:

“I have sixteen wounds,
a torn mailcoat;
blackness fills my sight,
I cannot see my way;
close to my heart struck
Angantyr’s sword,
its sharp, blood-drawing point
hardened in poison.

I owned on earth
five estates together,
but I was never
content with that lot;
now I must lie
bereft of life,
wounded by a sword,
on Samsey.

In the hall the retainers
are drinking mead,
adorned with necklaces,
at my father’s home;
ale overcomes
many a man,
while sword-edge tracks torment me
here on the island.

I left the fair-skinned
lady of the headband
on Agnafit’s
outermost shore;
her words will prove true,
those she spoke to me:
that I would never
come back again.

I left the lovely
singing of women,
eager for pleasure,
east with Soti;
I hastened my journey
and joined the host,
for the last time departing
from faithful friends.

Draw from my hand
the red-gold ring;
carry it to young
Ingibjorg;
her grief will linger
deep in her heart
when I do not come
to Uppsala.

A raven flies from the east,
from a tall tree;
after it flies
an eagle in company;
I give prey to that eagle
soaring highest;
it will drink
of my blood.”

「希亞爾馬爾，你怎麼了？
你的臉色變了，
我看折磨你的，
是深重的創傷；
你的頭盔已被劈破，
鎖甲也裂開了；
如今我看你的性命
已難保全。」
希亞爾馬爾說：

「我身上有十六處傷，
鎖甲已然破碎；
眼前一片漆黑，
看不見路可走；
刺入我心口的，
是安甘提爾的劍，
那銳利的染血劍尖，
曾在毒液中淬煉。」

我曾在這世上
擁有整整五座莊園，
可我從來不曾
安於那樣的生活；
如今卻得躺下，
喪失生命，
身受劍傷，
倒在薩姆瑟島上。

在父親的廳堂裡，
家臣們正喝著蜜酒，
頸飾映照著他們的尊榮，
那是在我父親的家中；
麥酒使許多
男子昏沉疲憊，
而我卻在島上，
受劍刃留下的傷痕折磨。

我曾別過那白皙的
繡袍的岡恩，
就在阿格納菲特
最外緣的地方；
她曾對我說的話，
如今就要成真：
我此去以後，
便再也不會回來。

我曾離開女子們
美妙的歌聲，
仍滿心渴望歡樂，
與索蒂一同東行；
我匆匆啟程，
前去加入軍伍，
最後一次
別過摯友。

請從我手上褪下
那枚赤金戒指，
把它帶給年輕的
英格比約格；
那將成為她
深鎖心頭的哀痛，
因為我再也不能
回到烏普薩拉。

烏鴉從東方飛來，
離開高高的樹木，
一隻鷹隨後飛來，
與牠結伴同行；
我把最後的血肉
獻給那隻鷹；
牠將啜飲
我的鮮血。」