'Fenrir, the giant wolf
son of Loki the fire-demon
ate Odin in the twilit fight
of Gods and Giants...'
And in the wood-smoked hall
the salty, fur-clad men
listened and shivered as they heard
the sharp-fanged wind
padding and snarling
down from the north.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem. I especially like the wood smoked hall part.