Testi:
Týr Eric The Red

Essence, divergence, freedom, dependence where to belong to, I?m longing, belongings what to relate to, our nations try, my patience dry, relations lie

I?ve learned all the lore, I?ve been told all the tales Ancient legends of war are the wind in my sails The deeds of the brave come alive in the rhyme

Vilji? t?r nu ly?a a me?an eg man kvo?a Um teir riku kongarnar sum eg vil nu um ro?a Grani bar gulli? av hei?i Bra hann sinum brandi av rei?i Sjur?ur

Nightfall in my hall, all I can do is recall as I sit alone in the Darkness, I confess, my part was not any less than whose I was forced to impress

Og hvor i? enn klettum r??ur ei a vindi va Teir hildu um styrisvol ta odnin leg?i a "Legg upp i loti?," ropti ein og samdir teir hala a styrisvol, men

Why I take refuge here, my father was outlawed from the old land in east A story of bloodshed and I too was outlawed, now I take refuge here What brings

: I?ve learned all the lore, I?ve been told all the tales Ancient legends of war are the wind in my sails The deeds of the brave come alive in the rhyme

: I've been a wild rover for many a year And I've spent all my money on whiskey and beer But now I'm returning with gold in great store And never I'll

: Og hvor i? enn klettum r??ur ei a vindi va Teir hildu um styrisvol ta odnin leg?i a "Legg upp i loti?," ropti ein og samdir teir hala a styrisvol,