Guds Spelemän [English translation]

Where are the men who marched down this road

With kind eyes and saddened by crime and shame

Little brothers in dark forests with wolf and snow

Where are the men who bravely marched to die

They just smiled at the snowdrift, cold and arrow

Little brothers in dark forests, mile after mile

From the praise of people and homes where evil lived

Who hears their silver bells at cloudy night?

Where are the brothers and the musicians gone

In the valley I was told they still live