Poltava [English version] [English [Middle English] translation]

Time hath wered the soldiours doun

Marched for mani miles

In the estern lands so cursede

Time to maken an stonde

Tsar hath scorched his naciouns land

Nothyng to ben fond

Hunger graspeth the soldiours herte

20 000 men strong

Listeneth, excuseth for an kyng

Trusteth me, this fight you connen nat winnen

Poltava

Ridden to certain deth and peine

Poltava

Swedishe soldiours mete their bane

Poltava

Sacrificede theire lives in vein

Poltava

In the shade of mornyng mist

Men avauncen on their fo

Bullets breken the silent air

Wasted battailplan

Swedishe forces standen alone

Kyng hath left commaund

Rule byth left to lessere men

Waiten for their chaunce

Listeneth, obeieth myn commaund

Hereth me, or diyeth bi myn honde

Poltava

Ridden to certain deth and peine

Poltava

Swedishe soldiours mete their bane

Poltava

Sacrificede theire lives in vein

Poltava

Russiane armes stoppede their wai

20 000 losed that dai

Thei bled the ground

Pes thei fonde

There bith ne signe of victorie

Kyng Carolus havede to flen

And leven the land

Leven commaund

Madnesse, curseth your febel orde

Fereth me, you shullen diyen bi myn sword

Poltava

Ridden to certain deth and peine

Poltava

Swedishe soldiours mete their bane

Poltava

Sacrificede theire lives in vein

Poltava (x2)