Raging war on the battlefield
When suddenly a great ache appeared
Out in the plains on the dirt did I fall
Then great wings brought me here to Sigtyr's halls
At the great feast at Glasir
The mead of Heidrun is consumed
Spend no thought on future battles
Drink now while the Glasir blooms
One by one my brothers arrive
They all appear worn down from the fight
We welcome them: 'Grab a bite, rest your feet.
Come settle down, have a drink of this mead.'
At the great feast at Glasir
The mead of Heidrun is consumed
Spend no thought on future battles
Drink now while the Glasir blooms
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