Fafnismol

Youth o youth
Of whom then youth
Are you born
Say whose son you are
Who in Fafnir’s blood
Your bright blade reddened
And struck your sword to my heart
The noble hart my name
And i go
A motherless man abroad
Father i had not and lonely ever i live
If thou mightest grow your friends among
One might see you fiercely fight
But bound thou art and in battle taken
Who drove you on
Why were you driven
My life to make me lose
Though your name on the day of my death you hide
You know that you do lie