Jonathan Young
My Mother Told Me
My mother told me
Someday I would buy
Galleys with good oars
Sail to distant shores
Stand upon the prow
Noble barque I steer
Steady course to the haven
Hew many foe-men
Hew many foe-men
Þat mælti mín móðir
At mér skyldi kaupa
Fley ok fagrar árar
Fara á brott með víkingum
Standa upp í stafni
Stýra dýrum knerri
Halda svá til hafnar
Hǫggva mann ok annan
Hǫggva mann ok annan
My mother told me
Someday I would buy
Galleys with good oars
Sail to distant shores
Stand upon the prow
Noble barque I steer
Steady course to the haven
Hew many foe-men
Hew many foe-men