Solefald

The wheel of light sets another day
Glowing in the Water of Reykjavik bay
The ground has grown wight with nightly frost
The town is a wake at the sullen gloom's cost
Odin has granted Icelander's the light
To sharpen their swords, to show off their might
For another day in the bay of smoke
Where virtue is strong and weaknesses choke
A king on his throne and a queen by his side
The ruler of men and his principal pride