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Horna gjallar, vinden bles
Trommer dundrar, vinded bles
Med spjut og boge meter til strid
Me gĽr i bresjen brčdre gjennom blod.
Med von om Ťre i galskapens namn
Me vert aldri slegn sjčl om me fell
Me reiser ei til Folkvang til,
vanedronnings famn, vĽre fedre skal
me mčta om me fell i dag.
Me flytar ei frĽ var lagnad sjčlv
om vinden ikkje bles vĽr vei.
Til valfaders hall brčdre.
Med heva spjut i Odins namn.
Me skal heva krus i Odins namn
Nidingar skal falla for vĽre fčtter.
Dei treng ikkje be om sollyse dagar.
Ingen hugsat ein trŤll uten herre
Slegne vert dei nĽr dei fell.
Me hevar vĽpen for vĽr tru
Me slaktar marken for vĽr tru
Ingen nĽde me viser
for dei som snudde ryggen til.
Dčy skal dei som freista
Ľ mura brunnen inn.
ei som for med lčgn og svik
Gje oss styrke, gje oss mot
Me skal sigra, brčdre gjennom blod.
[English translation: NIDINGASLAKT]
[Lyrics: Grutle Kjellson]
Horns are resounding, the winds are howling
Drums are pounding, the winds are howling
With spear and bow we go into battle
We are making a stand, brothers in blood
With hope for honour in the name of madness
We will never be defeated, even if we fall
We are not going to Folkvang,
Into the arms of the Vanir Queen,
We shall our fathers if we fall today
We will not flee from our destiny,
even though the winds aren't blowing our way
Brothers, to Valfaders hall
With spear raised in the name of Oden
We shall raise mugs in the name of Oden
Cowards shall fall at our feet
They do not have to pray for sun filled days
No one remembers a slave without a master
Defeated they are when they fall
We raise weapons for our faith
We slaughter the fields for our faith
We have no mercy for those
Who turned their backs
Those who attemmp to close the well
Shall die
Those who lied and betrayed shall die
Give us strenght , give us courage
We will prevail
Brothers in blood
[Music: R. Kronheim]