Hoofes Upon the Shymmeringe Path

Hoofes upon the Shymmeringe Path is a song by the  Wolcensmen in the  Songs from the Fyrgen. The song talks of Wooden riding his eight-legged horse.

The hoofes that slippe 'neath Woden, eahte, Are follow'd gladly, bryht they tolle. Golden glemes and leeds the Gods, To waters still as ise.

Strides, they quiken. Snorts are herde, A silver mane takes fliht this night. Sinewes of the Irminsul growe depe, And beem beyonde the sky. Hoofes are herde, some are not. Some are hi'n, yet they ride All shall trede the shymmeringe path, Call'd by Hama's golden horne. Ehwa, Ehwe, Ehwo.

The hooves that slip 'neath Woden, eight, Are follow'd gladly, bright they toll. Golden glemes and leeds the Gods, To waters still as ice.

Strides, they quicken. Snorts are heard, A silver mane takes flight this night. Sinews of the Irminsul grow deep, And beam beyond the sky. Hooves are heard, some are not. Some are hi'n, yet they ride All shall tread the shimmering path, Call'd by Hama's golden horn. Ehwa, Ehwe, Ehwo.