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Across the brigde of colours
Of fire and air
Dressed in crimson
In are bloodwet spears
the entrance heavens gate
Honoured by the
See the hall golden roof
The allfather gave

to the hall of death
Great Odin we him
Come in, enjoy the afterlife, my friend
Here we fill the of Tyr
is our way
Every morning day and till the winter fiercest come

die
All men are
But word-fame dies
Nor a name
die
All men are
But one thing dies
The glory of the dead

of tears, enough of wail!
Not to lament in was Valhalla
The wind as fresh as the air is
The of men are here
All einherjer in court
Fare to fight day
Select the slain, leave the battle
Sit at peace in the hall.

Welcome to the hall of
Great we hail him
Come in, the glorious afterlife, my friend
we fill the ranks of Tyr
is our way
Every morning day and night till the fiercest come

die
All men are
But word-fame dies
Nor a name
die
All men are
But one thing never
The glory of the great