Balder is my uncle (1)
Thor, he is my cousin (2)
Loki he is my half-brother (3)
He's but a devil in disguise (3b)
Fights and wild battles
Is what awaits us
These are grim times
Once we have embarked
(REF)
Thus surges our viking blood
Thus surges our viking blood
We do not mince words, that's for sure
Can we beat the fists on the table
Thus rouses our viking spirit
Thus surges our viking blood
It flows like rivers, and crosses our veins
Just like a torrent
Balder is my uncle
Thor, he is my cousin
Loki he is my half-brother
He's but a devil in disguise
Skirmishes and wild battles
Is what awaits us
These are grim times
Whren we have com unstuck
(REF)
Then we breathe the Viking Air
And drop our common sense
As soon as you hear the clasps of Viking ships
And then our life is a lot more tough
We beat our Viking breast
And scream with our Viking voice
We eat of the bread, and drink of the mead (4)
And quench our thirst
When we go out and wreak havoc,
On any journey of looting
We will be able to defend
Out there our harsh world
The Viking cry rings out
The fighting spirit overcomes us
Then our blood and bodies are seething
You can not blame us for
(REF)
Then we breathe the Viking Air
And lose our common sense
Soon as the tiniest sound is heard in the Viking ships
Our lives get a lot more tough
We beat our Viking breast
And scream with our Viking voice
We eat of the bread, and drink of the mead
And quench our thirst