They left their sad young sister
and sailed for many a mile:
brothers going birding
and bound for Kolbeinn's Isle.

Eiderdown is so deep there
that Djankinn sprawls on his side
frenzied and flabbergasted,
fanning his paws out wide.

Cold and eerie, that island
out in the northern sea!
The bones of both the brothers
lie bleaching there in the scree.