The cold wind blows from north mountains Filling with force of sail drakkar Great wars stand on deck Having control over boards and swords
There are children of fjords, the lords of the sea Go facing death with courage Hour of great fight is close Early rising will be filled scarlet
Cuts sword edge, having sprinkled with blood all around Shine of blades and crash of boards on deck the burning ships In Fight! Children of fjords, to death or to victory
The scarlet trace was left by them, ship holds are full They go home, they exult, the enemy is killed The cool wind drives Vikings castle Also it is audible as the ship mast creaks
There are children of fjords, the lords of the sea Go facing death with courage Hour of great fight is close Early rising will be filled scarlet
There are children of fjords, the lords of the sea Go facing death with courage with courage Hour of great fight is close Early rising will be filled scarlet