Youth o youth Of whom then youth Are you born Say whose son you are Who in Fafnir's blood Your bright blade reddened And struck your sword to my heart The noble hart my name And i go A motherless man abroad Father i had not and lonely ever i live If thou mightest grow your friends among One might see you fiercely fight But bound thou art and in battle taken Who drove you on Why were you driven My life to make me lose Though your name on the day of my death you hide You know that you do lie