Oh, til ont lost aan hun mindokaan ol Ragnar faal Sahqo,

Wo bo nol Ahrolesdovah nol wuth Rorikhofkah.

Ahrk fin pahlok drey tinvaak voth ov ahrk kod ok tuz,

Ol rok fun do boziik grah ahrk yuvon rok lost wahl.

Nuz ruz rok meyz nahlot, drey Ragnar faal Sahqo,

Fod rok grind fin spaan-vahdiin Matilda wo tinvaak;

"Oh, hi tinvaak ahrk hi lo ahrk hi naak pah kipraan,

Nu zu'u mindol nii do tiid daar hi lo tum ahrk sosaal!"

Ahrk ful til meyz fin lot nin ahrk mul nos se dwiin,

Ol fin kriil vahdiin Matilda fonaar ko, voth frin.

Kahseragnar drey oblaan

Fod ok vobrit sahqo klov bo nau fin golt!

Oh, there once was a hero named Ragnar the Red,
Who came riding to Whiterun from old Rorikstead

And the braggart did swagger and brandish his blade,
As he told of bold battles and gold he had made.

But then he went quiet, did Ragnar the Red,
When he met the shield-maiden Matilda, who said;

"Oh, you talk and you lie and you drink all our mead,
Now I think it's high time that you lie down and bleed!"

And so then came clashing and slashing of steel,
As the brave lass Matilda charged in, full of zeal.

And the braggart named Ragnar was boastful no more-
When his ugly red head rolled around on the floor!