793 - Slaget Om Lindisfarne Songtext / Lyric

Strokes from oars could be heard,

Beautiful ships gushed through the sea

Like a wind from the north,

Our ancestors reached the shore

Men from Hordaland, Rogaland and Adger

Gathered for battle in common

Proud men with no fear

Strokes from the sword crushed the skull of the christian

A long time we ruled, kings of the north

Many battles we won, at the shores of Midgard

But, betrayed by our own brothers

We were forced down on our knees

Now when the wind once again is howling

The thoughts finally goes towards home

We shall rise in our glory

The white horde will for sure shiver

"We died like men

Therefore we never vanished

Weak is the one the enemy loves

Never betray your origin"



Åretak hørtes, vakre langskip fosset frem

Som en vind fra nord, kom våre fedre i land

Horder, Ryger og Egder, samlet til felles strid

Staute menn uten frykt

Sverdslag knuste kristmanns skalle

Lenge herkset vi, Nordens konger

Mange slag vi vant ved Midgards strender

Men, sveket av våre enge, ble vi tvunget ned i kne

Når vinden nå igjen jager, vender tankene omsider hjem

Vi skal reise oss i vår prakt

Sannelig skal kvitehorden skjelve

"Vi falt som menn

Derfor døde vi ei hen

Veik er den som fiender elsker

Svik ei ditt opphav"