Skírnir mælti við hestinn:

Skirnir talked with the horse:

Myrkt er úti,

It is dark outside - 

mál kveð ek okr fara

time, I say, for us to travel

 

úrig fiöll yfir,

over mist-dank mountains,

 

þyria þióð yfir;

over gore-folk's land-

 

báðír vit komumk,

together we shall gain our goal

 

eða okr báða tekr

-or together he'll get us,-

 

sá inn ámátki iötunn.

 

that grisly great giant!