Sonr beið einn, sá er ek átta,
í austrvegi dauða;
Hvítserkr var sá heitinn,
hvergi gjarn at flýja.
Hitnaði hann af höfðum
höggvins vals at rómu;
kaus þann bana þengill
þróttarsnjallr, áðr felli.
Einn sonr, sá er ek átta, beið dauða í austrvegi; sá var heitinn Hvítserkr, hvergi gjarn at flýja. Hann hitnaði af höfðum vals höggvins at rómu; þróttarsnjallr þengill kaus þann bana, áðr felli.
One son of mine met his death in the east; that one was called Hvítserkr, in no way inclined to take flight. He was burnt by the heads of the slain cut down in battle; the prince, courageous in his strength, chose that manner of death before he fell.