Our rider is a stately horse,
He has flown out of a mountain.
A bright white mane is a scanning waterfall,
He shoots with anger.
The four-legged fox roams the earth,
He carries a full-faced nose.
A soldier will be here and there ¶r°
and they are well paid.
And he will carry me on his back,
we will fight on roads that no one goes.
Itch The spirit is fierce and demanding and great,
the power brings out hopes. swift.
He never falters and no one he hits,
Sleipnir is his name.
No enemy at all sits before him,
His foot is quick.
Now we fly with ease through the blue sky,
which country is beautiful and many things to see.
He willingly carries me on his back,< br/>brynhildur and I go where no one goes.
Roa, rock, root, rage,
lead, lure, ugly lead.
Blood a, trot, wet wide,
crawl, jog, fast pace.
Skip, jog, crawl,
wide wet, trot, run °a.
Leið løt, løk, lø°,
angry, root, rock, rø°.
Talk about the path and root every meter,
Come with good things, ugly should be better.
Make some sleep and bathe by the fire,
sit on the saddle of a horse in the evening.
Skate at the ready and jog around the house.
spread your arms and trot and dream,
Leave a wound and then lure enemies,
finally piss off a girl and rock her loins.

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