Translation of the song lyrics Ramund - Myrkur

Ramund (original)

Ramund var sig en bedre mand
Om han havde bedre klæder
Dronningen gav hannem klæder på stand
Af blårgarn, bast og læder
Sådant vil jeg ikke ha', sagde Ramund
Sådant står mig ikke bra', sagde Ramund den unge
Ramund gik sig ved salten søstrand
Der så han syv jætter stande
Tager jeg Ramund på min mindste hånd
Og kaster ham langt fra lande
Det gør ikke ene du, sagde Ramund
Komme må I alle syv, sagde Ramund den unge
Ramund tog til sit dyre sværd
Det han kaldte Dymlingen røde
Hug han de jætter syv med én færd
At blodet randt dennem tildøde
Der ligger alle syv, sagde Ramund
Alt står jeg her endnu, sagde Ramund den unge
Ramund tog til sin store kniv
Den han kaldte Dymlingen dyre
Skilte han kejseren ved hans liv
At hovedet fløj femten mile
Jeg mente, den ej bed, sagde Ramund
Dog rinder blodet ned, sagde Ramund den unge

Ramund (translation)

Ramund was a nobler breed of man,
If only his raiment matched the soul within,
The queen bestowed him garb at her command—
Woven of coarse tow, bast, and weathered skin,
"Such trappings I forswear," Ramund declared,
"Such rough attire sits ill on me," said Ramund, youth unspoiled,
Ramund set forth where the brine-wind sang along the salt sea strand,
There, on the threshold of horizon, he beheld seven giants stand,
"Suppose I balance Ramund upon my smallest palm,
And fling him seaward, past the edge of any land—"
"Not yours alone that task," said Ramund, flame-eyed,
"All seven, if you dare, may come," said Ramund the young, untried.
Ramund reached for his peerless sword,
He named it Dymlingen, red as a tempest's heart,
With one resounding sweep he smote the seven lords—
So blood cascaded from them, dark as moonless art.
"There lie your giant kin," proclaimed Ramund,
"While still I stand—unshaken," said Ramund, young and grand.
Ramund reached for his mighty blade,
He called it Dymlingen, precious, grave,
He parted the emperor from his mortal shade,
The head flew, spinning, fifteen miles away.
"I thought it would not bite so deep," mused Ramund,
"Yet look—blood fountains forth," said Ramund, ever young.