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Under the caress of the mountain prospered |
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Two mortals which all beheld |
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Never surrending before them |
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All happening in a horrifying manner |
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One, proud as a god |
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Raised high his head for heaven |
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Bold and brave, the hunter |
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(of that forest, he was alone) |
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The other, sweet as a rosary |
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Despite being arrested by the winter (Season) |
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Which coldness makes anyone fall |
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Still then (she stubornly rose her head) with love |
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For thespite the unleashed storm |
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Their beauty and love |
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(were the truth to their union) |
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'Cause after uncovering the sun |
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Were they still holding one another |
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Both living in happiness |
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The boy in his youth was Frithiof |
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Beauty young... Ingesburge |
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Was the maiden of his dreams |
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Both so sweet as Brunbilde |
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That Freya, goddess of love |
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Wanted them to live in her mansion |
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And so, were they both shelted withut delay |
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The moon undone in moonlight |
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Near the forest they danced |
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Without knowing what has been |
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Embraced together through the flames of the night |
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When he understood the signs |
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Frithiof, happier than a god |
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Felt in intensive happiness |
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When he met his knewly bride |
