Letras de Wulf and Eadwacer - Blood Axis

Wulf and Eadwacer (original)

Leodum is minum swylce him mon lac gife;
Willað hy hine aþecgan, gif he on þreat cymeð
Ungelic is us
Wulf is on iege, ic on oþerre
Fæst is þæt eglond, fenne biworpen
Sindon wælreowe weras þær on ige;
Willað hy hine aþecgan, gif he on þreat cymeð
Ungelice is us
Wulfes ic mines widlastum wenum dogode;
Þonne hit wæs renig weder ond ic reotugu sæt
Þonne mec se beaducafa bogum bilegde
Wæs me wyn to þon, wæs me hwæþre eac lað
Ungelice is us
Wulf, min Wulf, wena me þine
Seoce gedydon, þine seldcymas
Murnende mod, nales meteliste
Gehyrest þu, Eadwacer?
Uncerne earne hwelp
Bireð Wulf to wuda, bireð Wulf to wuda
Þæt mon eaþe tosliteð þætte næfre gesomnad wæs
Uncer giedd geador
Uncer giedd geador
Gehyrest þu, Eadwacer?
Uncerne earne hwelp
Bireð Wulf to wuda, bireð Wulf to wuda
Ungelice is us
English translation:
It is to my people as if someone gave them my gift
They want to kill him, if he comes with a troop
It is different for us
Wulf is on one island I on another
That island, surrounded by fens, is secure
There on the island are bloodthirsty men
They want to kill him, if he comes with a troop
It is different for us
I thought of my Wulf with far-wandering hopes
Whenever it was rainy weather, and I sat tearfully
Whenever the warrior bold in battle encompassed me with his arms
To me it was pleasure in that, it was also painful
It is different for us
Wulf, my Wulf, my hopes for you have caused
My sickness, your infrequent visits
A mourning spirit, not at all a lack of food
Do you hear, Eadwacer?
A wolf is carrying
Our wretched whelp to the forest
That one easily sunders which was never united:
Our song together

(traducción)

Leodum es minum swylce le mon lac gife;
Willað hy hine aþecgan, gif él en þreat cymeð
Ungelic somos nosotros
Wulf está en iege, ic en oþerre
Fæst es þæt eglond, fenne biworpen
Sindon wælreowe weras þær on ige;
Willað hy hine aþecgan, gif él en þreat cymeð
Ungelice somos nosotros
Wulfes ic mines widlastum wenum dogode;
Þonne hit wæs renig weder ond ic reotugu sæt
Þonne mec se beaducafa bogum bilegde
Wæs me wyn to þon, wæs me hwæþre eac lað
Ungelice somos nosotros
Wulf, min Wulf, wena me þine
Seoce gedydon, þine seldcymas
Murnende mod, nales meteliste
Gehyrest þu, Eadwacer?
Uncerne ganar ayuda
Bireð Wulf a wuda, bireð Wulf a wuda
Þæt mon eaþe tosliteð þætte næfre gesomnad wæs
Uncer giedd geador
Uncer giedd geador
Gehyrest þu, Eadwacer?
Uncerne ganar ayuda
Bireð Wulf a wuda, bireð Wulf a wuda
Ungelice somos nosotros
Traducción en inglés:
Es a mi pueblo como si alguien les diera mi regalo
Lo quieren matar, si viene con tropa
es diferente para nosotros
Wulf está en una isla yo en otra
Esa isla, rodeada de pantanos, es segura
Allá en la isla hay hombres sanguinarios
Lo quieren matar, si viene con tropa
es diferente para nosotros
Pensé en mi Wulf con esperanzas errantes
Cada vez que llovía, y me sentaba llorando
Cada vez que el guerrero audaz en la batalla me rodeaba con sus brazos
Para mí fue placer en eso, también fue doloroso
es diferente para nosotros
Wulf, mi Wolf, mis esperanzas en ti han causado
Mi enfermedad, tus visitas infrecuentes
Un espíritu de luto, en absoluto una falta de comida
¿Me oyes, Eadwacer?
Un lobo lleva
Nuestro miserable cachorro al bosque
que fácilmente se separa lo que nunca se unió:
Nuestra canción juntos