1. For silence I pray all sacred children, great and small, sons of Heimdall,[1] they will that I Valfather's deeds recount, men's ancient saws, those that I best remember.
2. The Jötuns I remember early born, those who me of old have reared. I nine worlds remember, nine trees, the great central tree, beneath the earth.
3. There was in times of old, where Ymir dwelt, nor sand nor sea, nor gelid waves; earth existed not, nor heaven above, 'twas a chaotic chasm, and grass nowhere.
4. Before Bur's sons raised up heaven's vault, they who the noble mid-earth shaped. The sun shone from the south over the structure's rocks: then was the earth begrown with herbage green.
5. The sun from the south, the moon's companion, her right hand cast about the heavenly horses. The sun knew not where she[2] a dwelling had, the moon knew not what power he possessed, the stars knew not where they had a station.
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