Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Krakes sista strid, artist - Månegarm. Album song Fornaldarsagor, in the genre Фолк-метал
Date of issue: 25.04.2019
Record label: Napalm Records Handels
Song language: Swedish
Krakes sista strid(original) |
Herre, vakna upp |
Eran syster är här, med hat, svek, nid och stål |
Räck mig, Sköfnung till min hand |
Hennes klinga ska sjunga, låt höra hennes sång (Hennes sång) |
Till en sista strid, en sista kamp, kallar på oss |
En sista strid, vi ej döden rädes |
Till en sista kamp, kallar på oss |
Hämta, det bästa mjödet fram |
Hälsa Skuld vi är sorgfri, låt möta hennes grin |
Samla, hären vid vår port |
Vi är bundna till ödet, till nornornas dom |
Fallna kämpar, stiger åter upp |
De döda reser, lik som går igen |
Mot trolldoms krafter, hjälper föga mod |
Samman vi kämpar, Krakes sista strid |
Där de tågade ut, prydda brynjor och spjut |
Vigdjärvt och stålhärdat folk |
Till blodfränkans svek, och till hugstor svärdslek |
En fejd mellan syster och bror |
I den slakt som där stod, flöda man mod och blod |
Jämna var härarnas prov |
Driven av guld, ondsinnad var Skuld |
Vars sinne var fyllt utav rov |
Före konungen stred, en slagbjörn så vred |
Ej pilar, ej svärdseggen bet |
Men i fiendens hop, hördes sejdkonors rop |
Som runor och dödsgaldrar slet |
Med trolldom och nid, vändes strid |
Mitt i svärdsleken varm, under fegmärktas larm |
Fälldes den hugstore drott |
Rolf blev kastad i hög, väl prövad han dög |
Sådan var konungens lott |
(Sådan var konungens lott) |
Fallna kämpar, stiger åter upp |
De döda reser, lik som går igen |
Mot trolldoms krafter, hjälper föga mod |
Samman vi kämpar, Krakes sista strid |
Fallna kämpar, stiger åter upp |
De döda reser, lik som går igen |
Mot trolldoms krafter, hjälper föga mod |
Samman vi faller, Krakes sista strid |
(translation) |
Lord, wake up |
Your sister is here, with hatred, betrayal, jealousy and steel |
Hand me, Sköfnung to my hand |
Her blade should sing, let her song be heard (Her song) |
To one last battle, one last battle, calls on us |
One last battle, we do not fear death |
For one last fight, call on us |
Get the best mead out |
Health Debt we are carefree, let meet her grin |
Gather, the army at our gate |
We are bound to fate, to the judgment of witches |
Fallen fighters, rise again |
The dead travel, like walking again |
Against the forces of sorcery, little courage helps |
Together we fight, Krake's last battle |
Where they marched out, adorned with armor and spears |
Married and steel-hardened people |
To the betrayal of the blood frank, and to the sharp sword play |
A feud between sister and brother |
In the slaughter that stood there, courage and blood flow |
Even were the armies' test |
Driven by gold, malicious was Debt |
Whose mind was filled with prey |
Before the king fought, a battered bear so twisted |
No arrows, no sword edge bite |
But in the company of the enemy, the cries of the wives were heard |
Like runes and death spells tore |
With sorcery and envy, battle was turned |
In the middle of the sword game hot, during the cowardly alarm |
The mighty queen was overthrown |
Rolf was thrown into a heap, well tried he died |
Such was the king's lot |
(Such was the king's lot) |
Fallen fighters, rise again |
The dead travel, like walking again |
Against the forces of sorcery, little courage helps |
Together we fight, Krake's last battle |
Fallen fighters, rise again |
The dead travel, like walking again |
Against the forces of sorcery, little courage helps |
Together we fall, Krake's last battle |