Bealocwealm hafað fréone frecan forth onsended
Giedd sculon singan gléomenn sorgiende on Meduselde
Thæt he ma no wære, his dryhtne dyrest
And maga deorost Bealo
An evil death has set forth the noble warrior
A song shall sing the sorrowing minstrels of mead-halls
That he is no more, to his Lord dearest
And kinsman beloved, death [took him]...