Pay attention great folk, be prepared to fight
We soon enter green land
In an ice cold night with wind from north
Soon monasteries will burn
Let the north star show us the way
Against the threat from the south
Charles the Great with his army gives us taste of blood
We fight until we die
The stout people from The North
Holding on to his proud faith
A barbaric wrath was put to life
When Charles the Great wanted to see blood
Man by man is now on deck
Looking to the east
Where the sun reappears
And speaks blood out of his voice
When the battle calls, one must struggle and fight
For the right to be free
With sword In hand and glowing eyes
Against the enemy’s tyranny
The stout people from The North
Holding on to his proud faith
A barbaric anger was put to life
When Charles The Great wanted to see blood
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