Текст песни Тол мириам - Siuil a Ruin

I was too happy
and brought the wrath of heaven.
What sacrifice to make
to be saved from God's wrath?

Listen, listen, old and young!
Hear the voice of the wise runes!
Hear the truth of ancient words!
There is no gift harder than love.

I will paint the skirts red.
Cutting off the braid, I make a vow
not say aloud either "yes" or "no" -
only Gods gave me an answer!

If the gift to the gods is displeasing,
I will sell fishing tackle.
On rye bread and a steel sword
I will change my home.

If the anger of the gods is not resigned,
I will give them my love.
It is heavy and will sink.
And the gods will not return her to me.