Värien Painted by Six Gods

Come and sing with me the stories,
Come and chant with me the legends,
Legends of the times forgotten.
Seldom do we come for singing,
Seldom to the one, the other,
Over this cold and cruel country,
Over the painted soil of these lands.
  These are words in childhood taught me,
Songs preserved from distant ages,
Legends that once were painted,
Stories that once were sung.
From the caverns of Vidhrheimr,
From the forge of Ikthamel,
From the crystals of Astra,
From the bow of Celene,
From the fonts of Ateus,
From the bones of Rafna.