Lyrics: Týr. The Lay Of Thrym. Ellindur Bóndi á Jaðri.

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Ellindur Bondi a Ja?ri
Flestoll munnu hann muna
Hann var so v?l til barna komin
Triati atti hann synir

Her er gott at dansa

Ellindur stendur a hallargolvi
Eingin talar or?
Hann skeyt fyri sin riddaraskjoldur
Ni?ast vid? kongsinns bord?

Her er gott at dansa
Stovan hon er nyggj
Stokkar eru av stali gjordir
Og tekjan er av blyggj
Her er gott at dansa

Eg havi upp vi? skatti ali?
Triati synir baldar,
Livi? mitt og go?si? alt
Ta? er i tygara valdi

Her er gott at dansa

Fimtan skulu eftir vera
Bondi, av synum tinum
Anna?slikt skal aftur fara
Og gle?a mo?ur sina

Her er gott at dansa
Stovan hon er nyggj
Stokkar eru av stali gjordir
Og tekjan er av blyggj
Her er gott at dansa

[English Translation:]

Ellindur farmer east on Ja?ri
Most people may remember him
He had so many children
He had thirty sons

It's good to dance here

Ellindur stands in the hall
Nobody says a wod
He threw his knight shield
Down by the Kings table

It's good to dance here
The hall is new
The beams are made of steel
And the roof is of lead
It's good to dance here

With tax I have raised
Thirty bold sons
My life and my estates
I leave in your command

It's good to dance here

Fifteen shall remain
Famer, of your sons
The same amount shall return
And make their mother happy

It's good to dance here
The hall is new
The beams are made of steel
And the roof is of lead
It's good to dance here