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Folkish Odinism Dorset

A Song of the Norse

The raven sleeps on rocky cliffs

On a cold winters night

Many things will hurt him

Many things will hurt him


Before the fair day runs out

He pulls the frostbitten nose

from under a big stone

from under a big stone

Craw Craw


The raven stiffened his tail

Sharpened his beak

as well Flew from the mountain cracks

Flew from the mountain cracks


He looks over the homes and villages

Before they awaken He flutters his wings

He flutters his wings

Craw Craw


He lays finished on the plain

A well-fed sheep in a garden close by

Once he was faster

Once he was faster

Craw Craw,


namesakes come along!

Craw Craw,


there is an offer for a feast on a cold ground

a feast on a cold ground

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