"...And thou, all-shaking thunder

Strike flat the thick roundity of the world!

Crack nature's moulds, all germens spill at once, that make ingrateful man."

A force insurmountable

Embodied in a living god

Doth fiercely ride the heavy skies

Wielding the great fire of the heavens

Come lightning and thunder

Sear the cold hearts of men

Come, Hardhugaðr!

Stir up the violent winds of old

Sweep clean all corners of the earth

As thou roam the outmost frontiers

Never loath nor weary

Again and again the hammer falls

As hard sinews work where foul creatures lurk

Come lightning and thunder

Quake the weary limbs of men

Come, Alda Bergr!

The toiling folk

Thy deeds exalt

To the red-blooded ones

Thy boon bestow

As darkness now gathers all around

And virulent words of fork-tongued kings resound

Caress these lands with heavenly fiery light

Bless these hands with divine violent might

As the yoke of existence now burdens

Let us who ride through this night

Always carry with us

Thine inextinguishable fire

Caress these lands with heavenly fiery light

Bless these hands with divine violent might

Come lightning and thunder

Sear the cold hearts of men

Come, Hardhugaðr!

With resilience and power

Cast back the shadows of the past

With perseverance and prowess

Keep on marching – never turn back!