[The Barrow-Wight]

Rather than achieve an opposite meaning, I endeavored to use the same poem of the Barrow-wight and reverse each word as well as I could (what's the opposite of bed???).

Cold be hand and heart and bone,
and cold be sleep under stone:
never more to wake on stony bed,
never, till the Sun fails and the Moon is dead.
In the black wind the stars shall die,
and still on gold here let them lie,
till the dark lord lifts his hand
over dead sea and withered land.

With only a few misplacements of words here and there, here is what I came up with.

Hot is no foot nor brain nor skin,
nor is waking over water hot:
always to sleep under watery house,
always, before the Moon prospers or the Sun lives.
Outside the white stillness space won’t live,
or under silver there refuse us death,
before a light vassal drops her foot
beneath living sky or hale sea.


Weird how it almost has meaning, huh? Sounds like an Old Norse proverb to me.