Andvevarljod [English translation]

(Turn turn)

From the mound of my kin¹,

I pulled up the words

Dug the songs

up from the earth

Wondrous tunes

rode the winds

Wardens of fate

bid me visit,

bid me view,

my own thread,

in the web of Norns

The loom is set

with threats of fate

Mighty rhymes,

strengthen bonds

Whirlwinds,

bound into spirits

Life and fortune

bred by their words

As you saw your first day

As you drew your first breath

Gathered around, stood nine Norns

They wound and weaved wind to life

There you laid in your mother’s arms,

bonded by a navel-chord

They switched it with a kind-thread

And into it spun, life and fortune

The maidens went upon the family-mound

Danced over elves and dead

The wind is pulling them playfully

It‘s this wind that shall follow you

Nine Norns – rise up

wove and wound – fate

On behalf of my child, I offer gifts

So none are weaving with ill will

By stick, stone and sorcerous distaff

They spin your fate without ill intent

Nine Norns – hear me

guard my path

and lead with alleviating hands

and in healing footsteps

Breathe in,

thoughts vanish

Breathe out,

release the fear

In every breath,

the will grows

The heart pounds

I see wide and clear

(Wind in memory)

Come wind in memory

(Wind in mind)

Come wind in mind

(In my courage)

Into the growing will

(In my will)

Into taming rhymes

(Let it free)

It kindles a storm,

(Let it fly)

that strangles illness and sorrow

(I become whole/healed)

You become whole/healed

(I am whole/healed)

You are whole/healed

I become whole/healed

I am whole/healed

(Turn, turn)

Now, the Norns

have weft their tune

Their song stills,

and with it, the wind

Gifts were given

to those who listened

Here I stand

on holy grounds

and this old memory

is leaving me

Leaving me

Leaving me

• Artist:Wardruna
• Album:Kvitravn