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Hrafngrím new song is OUT, “Dómr”!

Hrafngrím release an amazing new song: Dómr.

Always thanks to Mattjö Haussy for his kindness!

DÓMR

Some er betri, þótt sé síð of alinn, eptir genginn ; sjaldan bautarsteinar standa brautu nær, nema reisi níðr at nið

Hinn er sæll

er sér um getr lof ok líknstafi; ódælla er við þat er maðr eiga skal annars brjóstum í.

Sá er sæl

er sjálfr um á

lof ok vit meðan lifir, því at ill ráð hefir maðr opt þegit annars brjóstum ór.

Deyr fé,

deyja frændr,

deyr sjálfr it sama; ek veit einn

at aldri deyr, dómr um dauðan hvern.

Dómr

Deyr fé,

deyja frændr,

deyr sjálfr it sama; en orðstírr

deyr aldregi hveim er sér góðan getr.

A son is better,

though he be late-begotten, after a man is gone; memorial stones seldom stand by the road unlessakinsmanshouldraisetokin.

He is blessed

who has within himself praise and esteem;

it is harder to deal with that which a man must own in the breast of another.

He is blessed

who has within himself praise and sense while he lives, because man has

often received ill-counsel from the breast of another.

Cattle die,

kinsmen die,

the self dies likewise;

I know one thing

that never dies:

the repute of each of the dead.

Renown/Judgment

Cattle die, kinsmen die,

the self dies likewise; but the renown

for the one who gets good fame dies never.

Mieux vaut avoir un fils Même s’il naît trop tard, Après la mort de son père; Rarement pierre commémorative Ne se dresse au bord du chemin Si le parent ne l’érige au parent.

Heureux celui-là

Qui s’acquiert Louanges et bonne réputation. Plus suspect est

De tirer son inspiration Du sein d’autrui.

Celui-là est heureux

Qui pour soi-même obtient Louange et estime, tant qu’il vit Car mauvais conseils

On a souvent reçus

Du sein d’autrui.

Meurent les biens, Meurent les parents

Et toi, tu mourras de même; Mais je sais une chose

Qui jamais ne meurt : Lejugementportésurchaquemort.

Renom/Jugement

Meurent les biens, Meurent les parents,

Et toi, tu mourras de même; Mais la réputation

Ne meurt jamais,

Celle que bonne l’on s’est acquise