Once Gudrun was ready for death

Once Gudrun was ready for death,

Full of anguish she sat by Sigurd's corpse,

She sat still and did not sob

And did not clap with her hands;

She did not cry like other women do.

Wise earls came to her,

Carefully they sought to alleviate the sorrow.

But Gudrun did not know a tear;

That much she was grieved

As if she was to shatter.