Í blóði og anda - Sólstafir

Trúin á guðina, fylgjendur siðanna

Sannsemi sjálfs síns, hreinskilni og tryggð

Afrakstur vopnadauða, ei sigur né tap

Samkoma jafningja í blóði eða anda

Í Ragnarökum berjast, uns enginn mun standa

Eftir dauða ávalt velkomnir í hátíðarhöld

Ei sól né máni, dagur né kvöld

Kristur svo kom og tók öll völd

En ei hafa allir fallist á hans trú

Haldist sjálfum sér sannir, nú fram á 20stu öld

Þrjóskan við kristni dofnar en helst

Ei sjá þeir blekkinguna sem í henni felst

Trúin á guðina, varðveiting siðanna

Mun koma á ný, með krist farin fyrir bý

The believe in the gods, followers of the old ways

The truth of one self, honesty and loyalty

To die by a weapon, neither victory nor defeat

The gathering of equals in blood or spirit

In Ragnarök will fight, until no man stands

After death always welcome in a celebration

Neither sun nor moon, day nor night

Christ then came and took over

But not everyone has submitted to his belief

Stayed true to themselves, now until the 20th century

The resistance against Christianity fades but stayes

Blind are they to the illusion within it

The believe in the gods, preservation of the culture

Will come again, with Christianity thrown for the dogs

Belief in the gods, followers of the customs

Self-truth, openness and loyalty

The result of gun death, neither victory nor loss

A gathering of peers in blood or spirit

Fight in Ragnarök until no one will stand

After death always welcome to celebrations

Neither sun nor moon, day nor evening

Christ then came and took all power

But not everyone has accepted his faith

Stay true to yourself, now into the 20th century

The stubbornness of Christianity fades but remains

They do not see the deception involved

Belief in the gods, preservation of customs

Will come again, with Christ gone

The believe in the gods, followers of the old ways

The truth of one's self, honesty and loyalty

To die by a weapon, neither victory nor defeat

The gathering of equals in blood or spirit

In Ragnarök will fight, until no man stands

After death always welcome in a celebration

Neither sun nor moon, day nor night

Christ then came and took over

But not everyone has submitted to his belief

Stayed true to themselves, now until the 20th century

The resistance against Christianity fades but stayes

Blind are they to the illusion within it

The believe in the gods, preservation of the culture

Will come again, with Christianity thrown for the dogs