1. I am he whom you knew, if called upon for a raid
In stabbing livers and striking necks

2. And when the north wind howls violently
How I keep watch for the guest among my companions

3. And guide my guest in the darkness towards the homes
The radiance of my fire or the barking of my dogs

4. Until when he faces them and meets them
They greet him with the tips of their tails

5. So that they almost reveal, from knowing what they are accustomed to
From that, with a welcoming