War, the very first war of our world,
When the treacherous witch was killed
Three times burned and three times born,
By searing flames was Gullveig torn.

Death, Odin hurled his spear off with great force
Deep into the great vana-fyrd
Battle horns gave up their sound
And Asgard walls razed to the ground.

The Vanir felt deceived
Hone was a fool
Without Mimir at his side
Hone could [bad word] 
In a fit of violent rage
Mimir's blood was shed
And to Odin's court they sent Mimir's severed head

 [bad word]  so a brittle and frail peace was forged
And to ensure that the peace remained.
Njordr and Freyr to Asgard came
And Hon' and Mim to Vanaheim

Death, see the furious gods wanting blood,
Odin knew that a raging war
Would not bring them any gain
Just leave a black and bitter stain.

Odin tog huvudet och
Smorde det med orter
Som hindrar det
Fran [bad word] 
Han kvad sedan
Trollsanger over det
Sa att Mimer ater
Kunde tala till honom

Odin took the head, and anointed it with herbs
which prevents it from rotting
He sang his magic songs over it
So that Mimir be able to speak to him

The Vanir felt deceived
Hone was a fool
Without Mimir at his side
Hone could [bad word] 
In a fit of violent rage
Mimir's blood was shed
And to Odin's court they sent Mimir's severed head