Wulf Ond Eadwacer Songtext
von Gealdýr

Wulf is on īeġe, iċ on ōþerre.
Fæst is þæt ēġlond, fenne biworpen.
Sindon wælrēowe weras þǣr on īġe;
Willað hȳ hine āþeċġan ġif hē on þrēat cymeð.

Unġelīċe is ūs.
Unġelīċe is ūs.
Unġelīċe is ūs.
Unġelīċe is ūs.


Wulf, mīn Wulf! wēna mē þīne
Sēoċe ġedydon, þīne seldcymas,
Murnende mōd, nales metelīste.

Ġehȳrest þū, Ēadwacer? Uncerne eargne hwelp
Bireð wulf tō wuda.
Þæt mon ēaþe tōslīteð þætte nǣfre ġesomnad wæs,

Uncer ġiedd ġeador.
Uncer ġiedd ġeador.
Uncer ġiedd ġeador.
Uncer ġiedd ġeador.