Warmen

Oh great spirits! I charm you to me!

Oh mighty gods! Let your will be fulfilled!

Pray! Pray your dreams to the silent skies to your gods

Stars! Stars whose light's shining bright to your eyes!

Deeply in time when the ancestors were alive

Old legend tells about that great man born

He had eyes of the eagle

Like and bear he was strong

Bare one's teeth like the wolf

Like a rock he was tall

Blacksmith forged him a sword

Father gave him a shield

And the big ship he made

And he took it in the field

Go, go the warmen's horse!

Fly, fly my raven-bird!

Warriors set to the battle course

Warmen rise the swords!

Cry, cry our battle call!

Bleed, bleed our battle wounds

Only in fight our souls are alive

Warmen! The name which is so proud!

Time for battle has come

Thousand arrows flying

And the fighters are as rocks

Rising up to the sky

Hundred men in a stream

Of flesh

Only one side will win

While another one will cringe by their feet

Our boat goes down in the stream

Let the winds tear our sails and our yards

And the fever, let it be spreading

Brave souls are similar to gods

Let the sea wash our bones

We take our death with pride

But we will win in the trouble fight

With the fate we'll win the right to the life

Many years have passed

In battles and flames

But the power is in our hands now

And the stab is still the strongest one

He always had luck

And his sword was always sharp

And he didn't lose mind

Under light and in the dark

Blind man told me the story

From ancient times and centuries

When people were living in glory

They lived and they fought

But now it's myth

Now it's myth

Only ancient old myth