AETHYRIEN - Younger Futhark

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Aethyrien - Younger Futhark
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I wanted to create a song that honored not only the runes but also the progression of history. This is a poem written long ago and while the original manuscript was destroyed by a fire, part of it was preserved and copied. This is based off the Norwegian Rune Poem (translated into Old Norse) and spoken by AncientLiteratureDude.

ᚠ Fé veldr frænda rógi;
fœðisk úlfr í skógi.
ᚢ Úr es af illu jarni;
opt hleypr hreinn á hjarni.
ᚦ Þurs veldr kvenna kvillu;
kátr verðr fár af illu.
ᚬ Óss es flestra ferða fǫr;
en skalpr es sverða.
ᚱ Reið kveða hrossum versta;
Reginn sló sverðit bezta.
ᚴ Kaun es barna bǫlvan;
bǫl gørvir mann fǫlvan.
ᚼ Hagall es kaldastr korna;
Kristr skóp heiminn forna.
ᚾ Nauðr gørir hneppa kosti;
nøktan kelr í frosti.
ᛁ Ís kǫllum brú breiða;
blindan þarf at leiða.
ᛅ Ár es gumna góði;
get ek at ǫrr var Fróði.
ᛋ Sól es landa ljómi;
lútik helgum dómi.
ᛏ Týr es einhendr ása;
opt verðr smiðr blása.
ᛒ Bjarkan es laufgrønstr líma;
Loki bar flærðar tíma.
ᛘ Maðr es moldar auki;
mikil er greip á hauki.
ᛚ Lǫgr’s, es fellr ór fjalli
foss; en gull eru hnossir.
ᛦ Ýr es vetrgrønstr viða;
vant’s, es brennr, at svíða.

Wealth creates discord among kinsmen; the wolf is reared in the forest.
Dross is of poor iron; often gallops the reindeer on hard snow.
The giant governs women's sickness; glad seldom one becomes from ill.
The river-mouth is the way of many voyages, and a scabbard is for swords.
A chariot they say is the worst for horses; Regin slaked of swords the best.
A boil is the affliction of children; bale makes man pale.
Hail is the coldest of grains; Christ shaped the world of old.
Distress makes scant choice; the naked man freezes in the cold.
Ice we call a bridge broad; a blind man needs be led.
The harvest season is of men to the good; I gather that Frodhi was generous.
The sun is the light of the lands; I bow to the judgment of the holy.
Tyr is a one-handed Aesir; often must a smith blow.
Birch is most leaf-green of boughs; Loki bore deceit many a time.
Man is the increase of the earth; great is the grip on a hawk.
The sea, which falls from a fell, is a fall; and costly things are of gold.
Yew is the most winter-green of woods; it is wont, when it takes fire, to crackle.

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Cinematic Dark Folk music written for Valkyrie Beard Care NOTE: I realize the runes being shown are the Elder Futhark runes while the poem is about the Younger Futhark. I use the same branding for every video and didn't feel like changing it for this one. I don't need your DMs about it haha.