
Date of issue: 12.07.2012
Song language: English
The Great Escape |
Word I bring — from far up north |
Songs I sing — from you nephew’s court |
Convened ting — on the death of Harthacnut |
Proclaimed king — and the Danes salute |
End you exile — your claim to the throne is strong |
Svein’s your ally — the swedes will fight along |
Norway awaits me — it’s time to cross the north sea |
First I must break free — we could ask Constantine? |
I’m needed elsewhere… — no way, my troops I can not spare! |
This seems quite unfair… — can't you hear? |
my answer is no! |
My Basileus, my emperor |
I have honourably served this kingdom |
Sand have I won, and furthermore |
Blood of Saracens have flowed by my work of sword |
My Basileus, my emperor |
You have left me no choice but to escape |
Taking my men, and from the horn |
We are breaking our way out after nightfall |
«This is insane, we’re trapped in the sound!» |
Row for all you’re worth, despair to mirth! |
«The chain will not break, there’s no way around!» |
Over we shall go! |
so, hasten now, from stern to bow |
Tilt the galley over, for no emperor nor chain will stand in my way! |
Man the oars! |
out to the sea! |
Bid farewell and wave goodbye |
Because gentlemen, we are heading home! |
Rising, a new day rising |
New kingdoms await |
New lands there to take |
Your son’s heading home |
He’s a viking, the last of the vikings |
With chests full of gold |
Great tales to be told |
Your king’s heading home |