Miklagaard has been our home
For twenty years or more
We've lent our axes, spears and swords

In service of the emperor

We are loyal warriors

That's the oath we gave
To protect the emperor
Even to a violent grave


Our loyalty was always firm
We kept our given word

On these southern battlefields
Our northern war cries roared


Battles have been fought
Many gave their lives
But all who died by axe and sword

Were called to hall up high

Our time here

Is now at end
Can't help but reminisce
A cold spring day

So long ago
When we set out to sea


Wei!
Set out from Svitjod's
Shores!

With dreams of fame and
Gold!
And!

The work of weaving
Norn's!
Was to us unknown





We were loyal warriors
That's the oath we gave
To protect the emperor

Even to the grave
It's time to take farewell
We have been resolved

From the sacred oath we gave
It's time to go back home


Our time here
Is now at end
Our memories will stay

Of Miklagaard
Our southern home
Until the end of days


Wei!
Set out for Svitjod's

Shores!
With honor and
Rewards!

We return back
Home!
We return back

Home!
With honor and
Rewards!

We return back
Home!