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Strokes from oars could be heard, beautiful ships
gushed through the sea. Like a wind from the
north, our ancestors reached the shore. Men
from Hordaland, Rogaland and Agder gathered for
battle in common. Proud men with no
fear Strokes from the sword crushed the skill
of the christian A long time we ruled, kings
of the north Many battles we won, at the
shores of Midgard But, betrayed by our own
brothers we were forced down on our knees Now,
when the wind once again is howling, the thoughts
finally goes forward home We shall rise
in our glory The white horde wil for sure
silver "We died like men Therefore we
never vanquished Weak is the one the enemy
loves Never betray your origin"
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