Myrrys (English)

The voice of the wind, the shadows of trees
Alone I dreamt, in spirit-powers grew;
Nocturnal calm, the movement of clouds
Amongst them I over the forests flew.
I ascended the World Tree to the Dome of the heavens
Blue-hued islands, golden chambers
In the meadows of heaven we ran through the stars;
From the lands of the deceased and tracts of the lost
True wisdom I found, Life's Gold I discovered.
I descended the World Tree from the Dome of the heavens.