Vetrarsól

All that is, burns, turns
From the hard weathers of the world
A colony of vultures
Devours men's hearts in such times

But one winter sun I know
That gives shelter to my heart

Without you, everything is like glass
And the future in cold flames
Tell me, how you'd like
To meet me for a parley

Then a glow into my cave
Would shine so fair

One maiden, this poor fellow
Longs to feel arms embracing
Though my ships, never again
Sail, I´ll never regret

For now will a glow
Ever so fair, light my cave