Ride, Sleipnir
Ride for all you're worth
Faster than lightning
To the dark realms of the world

Through valleys of darkness
On our way to Niflheimr
To the house of Hel
Where my brother waits

Wailing voices on the wind
Urging me to turn
Distant tortured screams
Cold blue fires burn

I hear the sound of River Gjöll
Running cold and deep
Its golden bridge hangs in the dark
The bridge that Módgudr keeps

Over the bridge, on through the night
Hel is getting near
There are the gates, towering high
Afflicting me with fear

In her hall, at the honour seat
My brother sits in pain
Pale and tortured Baldr greets
Bound by invisible frozen chains

I have come to bring him back with me
The whole world mourns his death
Please set Baldr free
Give him back his breath

If it's true, what you say to me
That the whole world mourns his death
If the whole world will weep
I will give him back his breath