Estrid my little one
I know you don't like it when I do this
By the time you read this
I will be gone
Untold riches, treasures and honour
Lay just, over the water
On my return, I promise you a broach
Just for you my daughter
Don't fight too much with your brother
I understand it's hard, but I know you can
Yes I know, you can almost best him
When you're big you will best any man
One day a chieftain you will be
Wise with Odin's wisdom, and strong
Until then, you need to help your mother.
I promise you, I won't be long
The gods will watch over me
So Don't lament for a swift return
I have gold and treasures to gather
And much honour to earn
Now..
If the norns have cruelly fated
My death day in this foreign land
Know I died with honour
With a shield on my arm and sword in my hand
Do not weep at my passing
Remember, a great warrior you will be
I will watch over you from Valhalla
Mighty Thor, sat next to me
Be strong my little one you knew this day would come
You know, for you I would fight anything
But the will of the Norns is a battle that can't be won
I will always be watching over you
Your tears you must try to hide
Stay strong, I shall return come Ragnarök
And proudly fight by your side.
