[The Prophetess:] Who is this man, who for me is unknown Who forces me to go such a hard way I am covered with snow, beaten by rain I am wet through by dew and d**h I have known for a long time [The Pathfinder:] I am the pathfinder, accustomed to battle For whom is the hall decked here in Helheim Silence not prophetess, I seek your answers Who shall bring d**h to the son of Odin [The Prophetess:] For Balder the mead A drink for the noble I was forced to speak Now silence is my name Hod shall guide him Shall be his bane I was forced to speak Now silence is my name [The Pathfinder:] Now tell me this, who shall punish this deed k** Balders k**er and place him on the pyre [The Prophetess:] A child, one night old, shall k** Balders k**er Not wash his hands nor comb his hair Until the fire burns [The Pathfinder:] Tell me this; What maidens are those, Who weeps such heavy tears? [The Prophetess:] You are no Volve, but a mother of giants. Right you are Odin See you after the wolf [The Prohetess:] For Balder the mead A drink for the noble I was forced to speak Now silence is my name Hod shall guide him Shall be his bane I was forced to speak Now silence is my name