End of the World / Ragnarok Poem (Proto-Germanic Language)

End of the World / Ragnarok Poem

(Proto-Germanic Language)

"Godiz Twilighos"

Ghallarhornis hludiz

Hailo, Einherijiz!

Wodanaz kuriz, Wodanaz wulthiz

Hertos sijai truwiz,

Akiz sijai skerpiz.

Fimbulweto, aiwiskon qin(th)o

Kaldiz on bane,

Blo(th)a urran ista

Sauiz on bloso

Hilpo ni wair(th)i

Sawilo auk Meno ne maiza

Absoluta dargaz, wano, wogano.

Anu(th)jawas sweroskriuz, swa so(th)wero

So hrabnaz jar(th)o

(Th)o Twilighos Drutiz kumund

Nidhoggus suk kaurpo.

Wulfaz sleituz manna aftren.

Wurmiz kaurm mannaz,

Se sulpaz feduz Swestra weiz.

Blo(th)rokz bikwom wallo, fleska, lando.

Loka, (th)iudo, raugiz.

Namino mong Godiz.

Ridaida mituz skarpotraz,

Fram swarta Gardwara Do(th)uz

Heimdallaz, swertiz mannum gorez.

Mjolnoz stikoz truwo,

Endi Wurmiz.

(Th)o wa wultho (Th)orr,

Drunkno do wiho,

ahta on wiho

Surtiz, redo Muspillihemo,

Kaurpo wultho Freo,

Mid swerdo fyro,

Wiho jar(th)o mid gredaz,

Jggdrasiliz dedo azono.

Seo! Otho Soro,

Fader Alliz.

Kaurpo jah mato,

Bi Wulfo,

Se Vidor hako.

Allo kaurpo jah dedo.

Jah wair(th)o noi libiz.

Noi wairoldiz noi hopiz.

Noi liuhtiz on Jar(th)o.

Baldraz was fri.

(English Language Version)

"Twilight of the Gods"

The cry of Gjallarhorn.

Hail! The Einherjar!

Odin's chosen, Odin's elite

Their hearts are true

Their axes are sharp.

Fimbulvetr, everlasting torture.

Chill to the bone,

Blood turns to ice,

It hurts just to breathe.

Screaming will not help.

Sol and Mani are no more.

Absolute darkness, despair, woe.

A soul piercing cry, so terrible.

So horrible, the earth shakes.

The Host of the Twilight comes.

Nidhogg sucked on corpses.

The Wolf ripped men apart.

The serpent consumed man,

The serpent fed his sister well.

Blood touched walls, flesh, land.

Loki, the trickster, rogue,

Named among the gods,

Rode with his vile army,

Killed by the white guardian.

Heimdall, slain by the traitor.

Mighty Mjollnir strikes true,

the end of the serpent.

Yet felled our beloved Thor,

who drowned in a terrible way,

exhausted in a spew of venom.

Surt, ruler of Muspellheim,

Cut apart our beloved Frey,

with a sword of flame and fire,

ravaged the earth with hate,

Yggdrasil served as tinder.

Look! The 'Second Sorrow',

The father of all.

Torn apart and eaten alive,

by that hungry wolf,

who Vidar hacked and slashed.

All crumbled and destroyed

Yet, gave way to a new life

A new world, new hope,

A new light touched the earth.

Baldr was free at last.

Justin Allee - Linguistic Legacies - Proto Germanic Language