作词 : Ron Merz
作曲 : Ron Merz
When from our ships we bounded
I heard, with fear astounded
The storm of Thorgerd’s waking
From Northern vapours breaking
With flinty masses blended
Gigantic hail descended
And thick and fiercely rattled
Against us there embattled

To aid the hostile maces
It drifted in our faces
It drifted, dealing slaughter
And blood ran out like water
Ran reeking, red, and horrid
From batter’d cheek and forehead
We plied our swords, but no men
Can stand against hail and foemen

The hail storm
The hail storm

And demon Thorgerd raging
To see us still engaging
Shot, downward from the heaven
Her shafts of flaming levin
Then sank our brave in numbers
To cold eternal slumbers
There lay the good and gallant
Renown’d for warlike talent

Our captain, this perceiving
The signal made for leaving
And with his ship departed
Downcast and broken-hearted
War, death, and consternation
Pursued our embarkation
We did our best, but no men
Can stand against hail and foemen

The hail storm
The hail storm

Press the attack
I have invoked the victory
With the blót
Of my firstborn son

With the blót
Of my firstborn son