Behind the depth, before the height
Surrounded by the serpent Jörmundgand
(the) world of Man in the middle
Of heat and ice, built by the Ymer brow
World of Man - hot and cool - high and low
In between extremities rises Midgård, mighty as the stem of the tree
Ash and Elm, the human pair living of its precious fruits. But soon it may end
Middle Earth, Old Midgård (we) wish the tree will burst into leaf!
Will someday your balance reach an end and you'll start to fade!
Mannaheim, old Midgard all your walls start to tumble down
May the tree be reborn from the ash it will grow again
Let's defend Midgård, we Call the High One
Sow upon the field the rune of Jara
Middle Earth, Old Midgård (we) wish the tree will burst into leaf!
Will someday your balance reach an end and you'll start to fade!
Mannaheim, old Midgård all your walls start to tumble down
May the tree be reborn from the ash it will grow again
Let's defend Midgård, we Call the High One
Sow upon the field the rune of Jara
In between extremities rises Midgård, mighty as the stem of the tree
Ash and Elm, the human pair living of its precious fruits. But soon it may end