Álvur Kongur - Týr

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Meðan eg gangi í dans

Tað vóru ikki frægari saman

Enn Álvur og rekkar hans

Draga teir sínar sjódrekar

Oman úr tøttum neysti

Tá stóð fast í knarrar hæli

Leyp so fram og goysti

Gýltan spora við mín fót eg spenni

So temji eg mínar gangarar

Tann góða lati eg renna

Tað var mín hin fyrsti dreymur

Tá ið eg heiman sigldi

Logi leikar á øllum teim

Ið Álvi kongi fylgdu

Tað var mín hin annar dreymur

Tá ið eg heima var

Allir stoyttust á drekans borð

Og duttu so niður í kav

Gýltan spora við mín fót eg spenni

So temji eg mínar gangarar

Tann góða lati eg renna

Tólv merkur í reyðargulli

Tað skal vera títt

Vilt tú, Óðin, æsa kongur

Loysa høvur mítt?

Tað var reysti Óðin kongur

Stoyttist í jørðina niður

Tær gevi eg nú, Rókurin svarti

Lív og fagran sigur

Gýltan spora við mín fót eg spenni

So temji eg mínar gangarar

Tann góða lati eg renna

Hark ye

While I go to dance

None were more famed

Than Alvur and his men

They pulled their dragon ships

Down from a windtight boathouse

First it was stuck in the stake

But then it belched forth

I thrust a golden spur with my foot

And I tame my steeds

I let the good one run

It was my first dream

When I sailed from home

The fire blazed on all those

Who followed Alvur king

It was my second dream

When I was home

All tumbled over the dragon’s board

And fell into the deep

I thrust a golden spur with my foot

And I tame my steeds

I let the good one run

Twelve merkur of red gold

Will be yours

If you, Odin king

Will save my life

It was strong Odin king

He plunged into the ground

Now I give you, Rokur the Black

Life and fair victory

I thrust a golden spur with my foot

And I tame my steeds

I let the good one run

Give a poem and the people

While I'm dancing

They were no more famous together

Still Álvur and his racks

Pull their tea dragons

Oman out of thin air

His toe was stuck in a crunchy shelter

Leyp so forward and goysti

Gilt spur at my foot I transform

So I tame my walkers

I let the good tooth slide

That was my first dream

Then I sailed away from home

Flame plays on all teams

King Álvi followed

That was my second dream

When I was at home

Everyone stood on the dragon's table

And then you fell into a cave

Gilt spur at my foot I transform

So I tame my walkers

I let the good tooth slide

Twelve marks in red gold

It should be frequent

Do you want to, Odin, agitated king?

Loose my hoof?

King Odin was rebuilt

Pushed into the ground down

I give clear now, Rókurin svarti

Life and a beautiful victory

Gilt spur at my foot I transform

So I tame my walkers

I let the good tooth slide

Hark ye

While I go to dance

None were more famed

Than Alvur and his men

They pulled their dragon ships

Down from a windtight boathouse

First it was stuck in the stake

But then it belched forth

I thrust a golden spur with my foot

And I still tame me

I let the good one run

It was my first dream

When I sailed from home

The fire blazed on all those

Who followed Alvur king

It was my second dream

When I was home

All tumbled over the dragon’s board

And fell into the deep

I thrust a golden spur with my foot

And I still tame me

I let the good one run

Twelve marks of red gold

Will be yours

If you, Odin king

Will save my life

It was strong Odin king

He plunged into the ground

Now I give you, Rokur the Black

Life and fair victory

I thrust a golden spur with my foot

And I still tame me

I let the good one run