Gathered together, the meoduseld shining brightly

Cempan and ealdormen, in a drunken dream

Among all the riches and relics of many hearth-kin,



Harp strings, stout-played, sing the praises of many ring-lord

Lay of blood-reddened fields, myriad foes cleaved

Spear's flight nor sword edge did smash his almighty war-disc

Honour did save him for future king to be



Oh, they feast in their hallowed halls

Ghostly warriors ashen and pale

Shadows dance in the light of the flame

Gold and majesty, glory and fame



Pour from the well, share a toast with our nation's heroes

Beauty unheard of will carry us the mead

Fortune this night brings a war-leader far across the sea

By his hand we may from demon scourge be freed



Oh, they feast in their hallowed halls

Ghostly warriors ashen and pale

Shadows dance in the light of the flame

Gold and majesty, glory and fame

Oh, they feast in their hallowed halls

Ghostly warriors ashen and pale

Bold they rode on the crest of a wave

Shielded tight in a womb of oak staves