歌词
Five Lords of warriors met at Brunanburh
To defend their land in battles
against the hostile folks.
They used their sharp swords to win eternal glory,
While the battle-field flowed with crying and with blood – from their foes...
Huuhhh - what a stormy fight
The martial clamour scares,
And dreadful carnage where
The armed men hewed.
Tyrants overawed the legions from the north
The frantic horde of thieves with
Flush they shout and boast
Straight in the air they beard their banners high
Countless armed men fought and
Hastened to the fight along.
From dawn until the dying of the bloodiest day they knew
The battle took the life of five kings from the north
But even they defend with all their sharpened swords
No escape to meet their death of warriors fighting strong – 'gainst their foes.
Huuhhh - what a stormy fight
The martial clamour scares,
And dreadful carnage where
The armed men hewed.
Tyrants overawed the legions from the north
The frantic horde of thieves with
Flush they shout and boast
Straight in the air they beard their banners high
Countless armed men fought and
Hastened to the fight along.
Brunanburh – cruelful battle-field
Five Lords of warriors met at Brunanburh
To defend their land in battles
against the hostile folks.
They used their sharp swords to win eternal glory,
While the battle-field flowed with crying and with blood – from their foes...
Huuhhh - what a stormy fight
The martial clamour scares,
And dreadful carnage where
The armed men hewed.
Tyrants overawed the legions from the north
The frantic horde of thieves with
Flush they shout and boast
Straight in the air they beard their banners high
Countless armed men fought and
Hastened to the fight along
Tyrants overawed the legions from the north
The frantic horde of thieves with
Flush they shout and boast
Straight in the air they beard their banners high
Countless armed men fought and
Hastened to the fight along