Frithiof's Saga

Under the caress of the mountain prospered

Two mortals which all beheld

Never surrending before them

All happening in a horrifying manner

One, proud as a god

Raised high his head for heaven

Bold and brave, the hunter

(of that forest, he was alone)

The other, sweet as a rosary

Despite being arrested by the winter (Season)

Which coldness makes anyone fall

Still then (she stubornly rose her head) with love

For thespite the unleashed storm

Their beauty and love

(were the truth to their union)

'Cause after uncovering the sun

Were they still holding one another

Both living in happiness

The boy in his youth was Frithiof

Beauty young... Ingesburge

Was the maiden of his dreams

Both so sweet as Brunbilde

That Freya, goddess of love

Wanted them to live in her mansion

And so, were they both shelted withut delay

The moon undone in moonlight

Near the forest they danced

Without knowing what has been

Embraced together through the flames of the night

When he understood the signs

Frithiof, happier than a god

Felt in intensive happiness

When he met his knewly bride