Текст песни Первый Локианский - Вальс о превратностях фетишизма

The skis are standing by the stove
the bow is on my knees.
Asses look at Skadi,
Look at the aces.
Khnikar asked, emboldened:
"What do you want from us?"
I wiped beer from my lips,
Myrne immediately replies:

"I'm a little fetishist,
I love men's legs.
You banged the old man -
I am furious and grieve.
I'll take Baldr's legs
I'm comforting myself;
you will cry for him -
here is the science for you. "

Here, opening, creaks
the door, and the goat comes in;
Loki minces after him -
it was he who brought the goat.
Their position is as follows
which I cannot describe ...
Forgetting all the words in a moment
Skadi let's laugh.

Dark terrible ending
did not take place then.
Njord pedicure showed
Skadi said yes.
I'm not afraid to say -
goats are important on the farm.
An early star is rising
drunken screams are heard.

I'm not afraid to say -
goats are needed in Asgard.
An early star is rising
drunken screams are heard ...