Two blackest ravens
On traveler’s shoulders take a sit.
Thoughtful and Mindful are their names.
Devoted to One-eyed,
Flying through worlds, they are learning the Universe within,
Guiding their master to secrets, before his knowledge yet concealed!
Icy spires and burning firefalls,
Blooming green and deadly wastelands he observes
During journey through the nine worlds.
From distant roots to Great Ash crown he heads –
To Asgard, where his stately throne stands,
And the quest for wisdom ends.
Eight-legged steed
Tirelessly is tearing on.
Sleipnir will rush the Old-man anywhere.
Reincarnate, quietly he walks among creatures of realms that seem strange.
But when the gnash of crossed swords is heard,
Where the battle roars – there he is!
Icy spires and burning firefalls,
Blooming green and deadly waste grounds he observes
During journey through the nine worlds.
From distant roots to Great Ash crown he heads -
To the Asgard, where his stately throne stands,
And the quest for wisdom ends.
On snowstorm wings he rises over worlds,
Where all hidden is revealed and all enemies – cast down.
Forefather, mighty Odin is returning home,
Yet another trip is done.
Icy spires and burning firefalls,
Blooming green and deadly waste grounds he observes
During journey through the nine worlds.
From distant roots to Great Ash crown he heads -
To the Asgard, where his stately throne stands,
And the quest for wisdom ends.
