He rode for nine long nights without seeing daylight. Until tired he arrived on the golden bridge. Tell me why you're going to black Hel
I'm riding on this path that leads to the land of the dead. I can find there the son of Odin. Tell me if you've seen him in this lands.
He passed through here and headed to the north.
And he rode the gray horse day and night. For dark and deep valleys in the fog. As the wind blew over Hel's nine gates. Tall and proud he stood before the door.
There his brother was sitting. Above a throne of white bones. His royal bride by his side. Now they were son of the death.
The night was cold in those lands, but he fell asleep. The following morning he appeared before the black queen.
Let him go back to his home with this gray horse. Let him go back to his people in his homeland. I ask you queen of tears and of the dead. The night does not end in the land of Hel. Wandering souls and warriors who lied. The night does not end in the land of Hel. The misty paths of gloomy and dying light. The night does not end in the land of Hel. Dwelling of the dead. Hidden in the dark twilight. The night does not end in the land of Hel. You will cry the queen in this night.
I am the queen of the night and you will listen to me here within these bare walls. If the God Baldr is truly loved as you say, everyone will have to cry. Fire and ice, metals and all stones, Trees and beasts must cry and then pray. Bring this message to your world, son of Odin and never go back to these lands.
Get out. Never go back to this land again. Hermóðr son of the one who walks the world.
He hugged his brother and wife and left. Odin's horse whinnied and flew away. He returned to Asgard and told the Gods everything he had seen and heard down there in those lands.
The night does not end in the land of Hel. Wandering souls and warriors who lied. The night does not end in the land of Hel. The misty paths of gloomy and dying light. The night does not end in the land of Hel. Dwelling of the dead. Hidden in the dark twilight. The night does not end in the land of Hel. You will cry the queen in this night.
The messengers went to every corner of the world. All living and should not have mourned the dead God. Everyone did it, in the world, in the sea and in the sky. Fire and mountain stones mourned the God. The Men, the beasts, fire, metals and stones. Fire, metals and stones. The trees, the snow, the north wind.
Dry tears will be shed. Þǫkk will cry on the pyre of the dead God. Neither in life nor in death gave he me gladness. Let Hel keep what she has!
The giantess refused to cry for the God. It is said that she was Loki. With cunning and lie.
He will be punished for his crimes and cunning lies. Then he fled and hid in the mountains, in his silence. The god Baldr remained forever in the black Hel.
In that silence he remained forever. And in the dark he ended forever. In silence and darkness of Hel.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
