The heavy boat lay quietly at the bank   With weapons and fur drapes   Waves gently lifted   and waves gently sunk   Very closely yet until far into the distance   on every tree and every stone   there the crows and crows in multitudes sat   And greeted him with cawing and screams      The wolves trotted along the bank   and howled the entire night   So they met everyone   So they thought his   They thought the blood and the battle   the power and the honor, the courage   they thought its eyes fully fire   and fully the youthful glow      It heard the lies of the cross probably   yet it never believed them.   Faithful, it stood only to Wotan alone   before it, it only sank its head   for it was a servant of the aces   to fight and for it ready   he carried Donar´s hammer with dignity and pride   like its ancestors long time ago      The last battle was struck for it   one bedded it on its boat   the dispute ax yet firmly in the hands   And nobly yet into death.   The wolves crunched the cables   in flames, it drove on the sea   and the last heir of the crow   Walhalla´s hero army entered      For it was a servant of the aces   to fight and for it ready   it carried fully would become Donar´s hammer and pride   how already its ancestors long time ago