When Hagen, Lord of Tronjé,
knew that the door was fast,
His shield back on his shoulders
the goodly chieftain cast.
First fell he to avenging
the ills upon him wrought:
Of longer life his foemen
had then but little thought.
When Hagen, Lord of Tronjé,
knew that the door was fast,
His shield back on his shoulders
the goodly chieftain cast.
First fell he to avenging
the ills upon him wrought:
Of longer life his foemen
had then but little thought.