I am the last of the earls, shagnuvshih on board
Along with the dead warriors he left the fjord,
Where once I ruled, fearless and proud,
But he left like foam, with waves ...
And now the kingdom of darkness, I'm not afraid,
I wish the rest aspire to peace,
With the rapid sea fight and I fight with the wind,
So as not to suffer a bitter fate ...
Above ground ash mine instead of rain,
The silence of the country, where there is no people
All were killed in a senseless battle leaders
But I doomed to wander.
Do not just with me, my squad,
And nobody washed, not mourned me
But I believe - have to find land
Where he finished the sentence.
Put, put, set sail to find a distant shore.
There, there, there we can finally find peace.
There's live live, bury the dead,
It will end the path, the path of a stormy sea ...
Only the dead night over my head,
We do not sleep, drills look lifeless sky.
I know, and the rowers, knows my steering,
What we achieve the cherished goal ..
Only the dead have been looking for capable,
In spite of everything, just believe and wait
And do not think about how to move around.
Suddenly I hear - rowed singing ...
Suddenly pierced the darkness ahead of the dawn.
Praise one! This sun hello!
There we throw off the heaviness of the damned years?
And fingers trembling with excitement ...
And fun runs forward my Drakkar,
And over the dead water vapor rises ...
No dawn, the fire dancing over the rocks ...
So it turns out we are always wanderers? ..
Away ... away from the threshold of another takes Drakkar.
The night ... eternal night girded it shore ...
Like a flock of crows, like a black dragon,
Like a swarm of foes arrows black shadow fell ...
