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Nine wave maidens,

Giant beauties,

Soundly asleep

On Midgard sands.

Someone is walking,

Hungry eyes gazing,

The guard of the sky

Beholding their pride.

Calling the waves,

Playing in the shallows.

What will they want?

A seafarer’s heart.

Come rain, come shine,

The patience never breaking.

Oh, how they blind

A traveler’s heart!

Atla, Sindur,

Egia, Ulfrun.

Never profound,

Never alone.

Heimdall, born was he

Of mother’s nine.

Heimdall, son is he

Of sisters nine.

Calling the waves,

Playing in the shallows.

What will they want?

A seafarer’s heart.

Come rain, come shine,

The patience unbreakable.

Oh, how they blind

A traveler’s heart!

Calling nine waves,

Singing in the shadows.

What else do they haunt

Than a lonely man’s heart?