We rode the rivers of the Eastern trail

Deep in the land of the Rus'

Following the wind in our sails

And the rhythm of the oars



No shelter in this hostile land

Constantly on guard

Ready to fight and defend

Ours ships 'til the bitter end



We came under attack

I received a deadly wound

A spear was forced into my back

Still I fought on



When I am dead

Lay me in a mound

Raise a stone for all to see

Runes carved to my memory



Here I lie on the river bank

A long, long way from home

Life is pouring out of me

Soon I will be gone



I tilt my head to the side

And think of those back home

I see the river rushing by

Like blood runs from my wound



Here I lie on wet sand

I will not make it home

I clench my sword in my hand

Say farewell to those I love



When I am dead

Lay me in a mound

Place my weapons by my side

For the journey to Hall up high



When I am dead

Lay me in a mound

Raise a stone for all to see

Runes carved to my memory