From Ymir's flesh the earth was made And from his blood the seas Crags from his bones, trees from his hair His skull made the sky so free From his eyebrows the blessed gods Made Midgard for the sons of men And from his brains Storm-threatening clouds
Midgard, arise! From the ashes of a thousand years of war The spark of life! Touch the elm and the ash tree deep within their core Mankind, arise! Take possesion of the land, sea and shore The spark of life! The spark of life, darkness is no more Arise!
From Muspelheim fire was taken To shine over Midgard Put in a chariot to be drawn Across the sky Sól the driver hunted day for day By Sköll the wolf So finally on Ragnarök The sun will die
Midgard, arise! From the ashes of a thousand years of war The spark of life! Touch the elm and the ash tree deep within their core Mankind, arise! Take possesion of the land, sea and shore The spark of life! The spark of life, darkness is no more Arise!