War, the very first war of our world, When the treacherous witch was killed Three times burned and three times born, By searing flames was Gullveig torn.
Death, Odin hurled his spear off with great force Deep into the great vana-fyrd battle horns gave up their sound And Asgard walls razed to the ground.
The Vanir felt deceived Höne was a fool without Mímir at his side Höne could not rule In a fit of violent rage Mímir's blood was shed and to Odin's court they sent Mímir's severed head
Truce, so a brittle and frail peace was forged And to ensure that the peace remained. Njordr and Freyr to Asgard came and Hön' and Mim to Vanaheim
Death, see the furious gods wanting blood, Odin knew that a raging war would not bring them any gain Just leave a black and bitter stain.
Odin tog huvudet och smorde det med örter som hindrar det från att ruttna han kvad sedan trollsånger över det så att Mimer åter kunde tala till honom
[English translation:] Odin took the head, and anointed it with herbs which prevents it from rotting he sang his magic songs over it so that Mimer be able to speak to him
The Vanir felt deceived Höne was a fool without Mímir at his side Höne could not rule In a fit of violent rage Mímir's blood was shed and to Odin's court they sent Mímir's severed head