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