Delling

Korpen blickar över morgonens hav
Fäller sina vingar ut
Låter vinden fylla hans själ
Torkar den kalla nattan väck.

Delling i öst, stjärnor i väst...

Korpen lyfter mot gryningens port
Sveper över skogarnas djup
Blickar ned mot midgårds mark
Ty gryning är människans hopp.

Se dagen i öst, natten i väst
Se Skinfaxes man, i himmelens djup...

Gryningens ljus, flammande hav
Silverne väv, ty Delling kommer med hopp...

[English:]

The raven gazes upon the sea of morning
Unfolding his wings. He lets the wind fill
His soul, dry out the humid night.

Dawn in the east, stars in the west...

The raven takes off towards the gate of dawn
Sweeps over the depths of the forests
Gazes down on the ground of Midgard
For the dawn is the hope of mankind.

See the day in the east, the night in the west
See the mane of Skinfaxe, in the depth of heaven...

The light of dawn, flaming sea, web of silver, for
Dawn comes bringing hope...