Fafnismol - Nidingr

Youth o youth

Of whom then youth

Are you born

Say whose son you are

Who in Fafnir’s blood

Your bright blade reddened

And struck your sword to my heart

The noble hart my name

And i go

A motherless man abroad

Father i had not and lonely ever i live

If thou mightest grow your friends among

One might see you fiercely fight

But bound thou art and in battle taken

Who drove you on

Why were you driven

My life to make me lose

Though your name on the day of my death you hide

You know that you do lie