[07:10.00]Cold autumn rain fields new-plowed
[07:10.00]A sludgy bane far from home
[07:10.00]The time has come our troops March on
[07:10.00]A silent hum a cheerful song
[07:10.00]Den snï½iga nord ï½r vï½rt fï½dernesland
[07:10.00]Dï½r sprakar vï½r hï½rd pï½ den stormiga strand
[07:10.00]Dï½r vï½xte vid svï½rdet vï½r seniga arm
[07:10.00]Dï½r glï½dde fï½r tro och fï½r ï½ra vï½r barm
[07:10.00]Vi vattnade I Nevans bad vï½r frustande hï½st
[07:10.00]Han sam ï½fver Weichseln sï½ glad kom till fest
[07:10.00]Han bar ï½fver Rhen vï½rt hï½mnande skï½l
[07:10.00]Och rida vi fram ï½fver slï½tter och dï½ld
[07:10.00]Sï½ springa ur hofvarna gnistor af eld
[07:10.00]Sï½ haglar vï½rt hugg som ett hammarslag
[07:10.00]Sï½ ljusnar fï½r vï½rlden en framtids dag
[07:10.00]In morning mist dark lines stand still
[07:10.00]With clenched fists against their will
[07:10.00]At the break of dawn our forces assemble
[07:10.00]A distant horn soon cannons will rumble
[07:10.00]A shroud of smoke an iron breeze
[07:10.00]A man of hope hell unleashed
[07:10.00]A glove of steel
[07:10.00]Sweeps the
[07:10.00]Front line down
[07:10.00]A white lone steed a fallen crown
[07:10.00]Den snï½iga nord ï½r vï½rt fï½dernesland
[07:10.00]Dï½r sprakar vï½r hï½rd pï½ den stormiga strand
[07:10.00]Dï½r vï½xte vid svï½rdet vï½r seniga arm
[07:10.00]Dï½r glï½dde fï½r tro och fï½r ï½ra vï½r barm
[07:10.00]Var trï½st du som suckar I mï½rker och band
[07:10.00]Vi komma vi komma vi lï½sa din hand
[07:10.00]Dï½r pustar ej trï½l I vï½r frostiga nord
[07:10.00]Friborne vi rida I fï½lt fï½r Guds ord
[07:10.00]Vid Breitenfeld vi togo Pappenheim I vï½r famn
[07:10.00]Vi skrefvo pï½ Kronenbergs brynja vï½rt namn
[07:10.00]Vi svedde grï½tt skï½gg for Tilly vid Lech
[07:10.00]Vi blï½dde med kungsblod vid Lï½tzen hï½ck
[07:10.00]Och rida via lï½ngt frï½n vï½rt nordliga spï½r
[07:10.00]Till glï½dande dufvor med blï½dande sï½r
[07:10.00]Sï½ smattra trumpeterna segerbud
[07:10.00]Hugg in tappra led Fram Med oss ï½r Gud
[07:10.00]Out of the dust past our ranks
[07:10.00]Came a mount without a master
[07:10.00]Blood-stained it strode all alone
[07:10.00]Each one knew The Oak had fallen
[07:10.00]Hakka pï½ï½lle Pohjan Poika
[07:10.00]Ride for revenge we March again for the King and the mighty
[07:10.00]Feel no fatigue your wounds will heal when we've slain the foe so greedy