~ Hanfur, do you, ~
~ remember your hair: ~
~ So long ago, ~
~ flew freely in the air? ~
~ It has all melted like snow on the peak ~
~ of your lone mountain home; ~
~ All that's left is the living rock, ~
~ and white falls below. ~
~ Hanfur, do you, ~
~ remember your troll? ~
~ He crushed your arm, ~
~ to make you whole! ~
~ You may not bear up a shield so well, ~
~ but you know your feet; ~
~ That troll died, but you carry inside, ~
~ wisdom of timely retreat. ~
~ Hanfur ~
~ bringer ~
~ of warmth, of mirth ~
~ Stand firm ~
~ bearer ~
~ of our love, our hearth! ~
~ Hanfur, will you ~
~ remember us please, ~
~ Through the season ~
~ of falling leaves? ~
~ See us lined up just like goods in a row ~
~ Oh! so neatly arrayed! ~
~ Plunder all our well-wishes, we beg ~
~ Hoard our highest praise! ~
~ Hanfur, ~
~ Stand firm! ~
