Andvari, dwarf of the north, lived under a waterfall In the rivers of the elves, he found a ring, that could bring him gold Loki came forth, with a net from Ran, he tricked the dwarf
A curse unleashed upon them all Misfortune and peril on the stolen gold Fafnir son of the king, killed Hreidmar, a fearsome dragon he had become Guarding the ring, with fire in his eyes The woes of those who ceased their lives
As olde as the stones Andvaranaut, has perished into the unknown Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |