Hard was the work in the midst of woods,
Wearing the axe and play on the shoulders, heart burning with desire,
Yearning will make you go through the snow,
Knowledge of what shall become keeps you strong!
Slave woman! Obey my quest,
Know your place!
Slave woman! Work my will,
And you shall be rewarded!
Divinely rewarded!
There shall be battles in the fields of death.
On stake is the life in disastrous times!
Man with an ardor shall get what he deserves,
So please and serve, or he shall punish you!
Slave woman! Obey my quest,
Know your place!
Slave woman! Work my will,
And you shall be rewarded!
Divinely rewarded!
Slave woman! Come to me,
And work your magic!
Slave woman! Heed my words,
For that is your law!
Slave woman! Obey my quest,
Know your place!
Slave woman! Work my will,
And you shall be rewarded!
Divinely rewarded!