Behind the depth, before the height Surrounded by the serpent Jörmundgand World of Man in the middle Of heat and ice, built by the Ymer brow World of Man, hot and cool, high and low In between extremities rises Midgård, mighty as the stem of the tree ♪ Ash and Elm, the human pair living off its precious fruits But soon it may end Middle Earth, Old Midgård we wish the tree will burst into leaf Will someday your balance reach an end and you'll start to fade Mannaheim, old Midgard all your walls start to tumble down May the tree be reborn from the ash it will grow again Let's defend Midgård We call the High One Sow upon the field the rune of Jara ♪ Middle Earth, Old Midgård we wish the tree will burst into leaf Will someday your balance reach an end and you'll start to fade Mannaheim, old Midgård all your walls start to tumble down May the tree be reborn from the ash it will grow again ♪ Let's defend Midgård We call the High One Sow upon the field the rune of Jara In between extremities rises Midgård, mighty as the stem of the tree Ash and Elm, the human pair living of its precious fruits But soon it may end