Skuggsjá - VitkispáSkuggsjá is a musical piece written by Ivar Bjørnson and Einar Selvik. Arranged to be performed by Enslaved and Wardruna and was originally initiated as a commissioned concert piece for the 200th anniversary of the Norwegian Constitution and premiered in September 2014 at the Eidsivablot festival, Eidsvoll where the constitution was written.
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In a magnificent tapestry of metal instrumentation, a wide variety of Norway´s and Scandinavia’s oldest instruments, and poetry in Norse and Norwegian, Skuggsjá is a fusion between past and present, both lyrically and musically.
Vitkispá
Hljóðs bið ek allar helgar kindir,
meiri ok minni mögu Heimdallar;
viltu, at ek, Valföðr! vel framtelja
forn spjöll fíra, þau er fremst um man.
Þá gengu regin öll á rökstóla,
ginnheilug goð, ok um þat gættusk;
(á gengust eiðar, orð ok sœri,
mál öll meginlig er á meðal fóru.)
Sól tér sortna, sígr fold í mar,
hverfa af himni heiðar stjörnur;
geisar eimi ok aldrnari,
leikr hár hiti við himin sjalfan.
Þá gengu regin öll á rökstóla,
ginnheilug goð, ok um þat gættusk;
(Skelfr Yggdrasils askr standandi,
ymr it aldna tré, en jötunn losnar.)
Geyr nú Garmr mjök fyr Gnipahelli,
festr mun slitna en freki renna;
fjölð veit ek fræða, fram sé ek lengra
um ragnarök römm sigtíva.
Bræðr munu berjask ok at bönum verðask,
munu systrungar sifjum spilla;
Skelfr Yggdrasils askr standandi,
ymr it aldna tré, en jötunn losnar.
Sér hon upp koma öðru sinni
jörð ór ægi iðjagræna;
falla forsar, flýgr örn yfir,
sá er á fjalli fiska veiðir.
Sal sér hon standa sólu fegra,
gulli þakðan á Gimléi;
þar skulu dyggvar dróttir byggja
ok um aldrdaga ynðis njóta.
Vitkispa
Hearing I ask from the holy races,
From Heimdall's sons, both high and low;
Thou wilt, Valfather, that well I relate
Old tales I remember of men long ago.
Then sought the gods their assembly-seats,
The holy ones, and council held;
(And the oaths were broken, the words and bonds,
The mighty pledges between them made.)
The sun turns black, earth sinks in the sea,
The hot stars down from heaven are whirled;
Fierce grows the steam and the life-feeding flame,
Till fire leaps high about heaven itself.
Then sought the gods their assembly-seats,
The holy ones, and council held;
(Yggdrasil shakes, and shiver on high
The ancient limbs, and the giant is loose.)
Now Garm howls loud before Gnipahellir,
The fetters will burst, and the wolf run free
Much do I know, and more can see
Of the fate of the gods, the mighty in fight.
Brothers shall fight and fell each other,
And sisters' sons shall kinship stain;
Yggdrasil shakes, and shiver on high
The ancient limbs, and the giant is loose.
Now do I see the earth anew
Rise all green from the waves again;
The cataracts fall, and the eagle flies,
And fish he catches beneath the cliffs.
More fair than the sun, a hall I see,
Roofed with gold, on Gimle it stands;
There shall the righteous rulers dwell,
And happiness ever there shall they have.
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