Stran o Runah

Money causes strife among kinsmen;
the wolf grows up in the woods.

Slag is from bad iron;
oft runs the reindeer on the hard snow.

Thurs causes the sickness of women;
few are cheerful from misfortune.

Estuary is the way of most journeys;
but the sheath is that for swords.

Riding, it is said, is the worst for horses;
Reginn forged the best sword.

Sore is the curse of children;
grief makes a man pale.

Hail is the coldest of grains; 
the Hidden One shaped the world in the ancient times.

Need makes for a difficult situation;
the naked freeze in the frost.

Ice, we call the broad bridge;
the blind need to be led.

Good harvest is the profit of men;
I say that Frodhi was generous.

Sun is the light of the lands;
I bow to the holiness.

Tyr is the one-handed among the Aesir;
the smith has to blow often.

Birch twig is the limb greenest with leaves;
Loki brought the luck of deceit.

Man is the increase of dust;
mighty is the talon-span of the hawk.

Water is that which falls from the mountain;
as a force; but gold objects are costly things.

Yew is the greenest wood in the winter;
there is usually, when it burns, singeing.