Early of ages
When nothing was
There was neither sand nor sea
Nor cold waves
The earth was not found
Nor the sky above
Ginnungagap was there
But grass, nowhere...
Bright burning land
Realm of fire
Impassable flames
Dark World, home of Hvergelmir
Source of eleven rivers strong
Frozen ice reaching the south
Too meet with warming winds
From the depths comes the likeness of man
Father of fell deeds..
Ymir his name to be, first of the Jotun
Nourished by four great rivers
From the Primeval Cow...
Fell fate awaits
He who soon will shape the Earth...