Under the shady green leaves of Yggdrasil Norns spin a thread so coarse Fate of man and gods they weave
The fairest maid in all the kingdom Hair of silver snow and ice Lives in the heart of every warrior But one filled her hearts desire With a fever of loves fire
The course of true love Never did run smooth How much longer can they endure Life apart bitter youth
Lost in a land of a thousand forests
Far away from her true love He kissed her lips so pale and rosy She dreams till the sun comes up And then daylight blinds her heart