Courtesy of Others ~
My beloved! My betrothed! Never was there such a shining grace!
of all the world unfold! I know where you hid your ear, you hear
through all nine worlds told!
How so I miss dancing across Heiminborg's halls,
for you my love you
know I would kneel a thrall?
Though you would never hear of it - such is
your gentle command,
though they do forget that you too can be quite
bold with demand!
I'm never far as you are always near
and the dance, it draws nigh of
darkness I fear.
With all my love, son of nine,
I too will weave thee
soon out of Odroerir!
I bow before you, king of men, maker of classes
This is my oath carried on the wind.
Of all the madness and of all the sadness, on Vigrid will fall,
think your loss will strike me the deepest of all!
Then will I know,
my love, the tear turned to amber over the sea
and then will I know
the depths of the beginning of eternity.
M Odinsdatter (Ve Vindhler)
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