Battle At Garoza Forest

Burn, my heart, burn in blazing hate

let my hand grip the sword tight

the forest the clatter of horses' hoofs is heard

There's someone riding to find the end on this ground

the rivers of blood will be flowing soon

and many will never see the sun again.

Dead silence is lying at forest

and darkness still covers the trees

the men who are marked by the crosses

are sleeping, they don't hear, don't see

they don't see in depths of the thicket

the eyes are shining like lights

and don't feel the breath of death

that mother of velins is blowing upon them

- time to wake up, it's time to wake up -

is silently calling some threatening voice

there's black raven cawing at tree :

"You all will meet your end here!"

The silence is broken by a loud battle cry :

There Semigalls are coming through the thicket

like a black shadow of death they start rolling against the Christians.

They strike the Crusaders' rows

and snow is splashed by blood

now moans are heard and swords are tinkling

Many eyes are closed for the deadly sleep.

Till finally the whole crowd of Christians is falling to pieces

undefeatable is the Semigalls' rage and battle-spirit this day.

Hey, ravens, fly and bring the message to Semigallia :

The foe was broken in forest at Garoza!