Helvegan
By Wardruna
English Translation By Mark Cook
Who shall sing songs of me
Into the death-sleep sling me
When I walk upon the Road to Hel
The path that I tread is so cold, so cold
I sought out the songs
I sent out the songs
When the deepest well gave to me
The drops so touched Of Val-fathers promise.
I know everything, Odin
To whom you gave your eye
Who shall sing songs of me
Into the death-sleep sling me
When I walk upon the Road to Hel
the path that I tread is so cold, so cold
Early in the days ending
The raven still knows if I will fall
When you stand by the Gates of Hel
And you have to tear yourself free
I shall follow you there
across the Gjallar-Bridge with my song
You will be freed from the bonds that bind you!
You are free from the bonds that bound you!
Cattle die, kinsmen die
You yourself will die
I know that which never dies
The fame that one has earned.
Cattle die, kinsmen die
You yourself will die
But one thing which never dies
The good name of the dead.