Running to the galeids Of the Væringjar Tonight we will escape from Miklagard Rowing fast Rowing strong Into Sjåvidarsund We are leaving the great city We served - we were fighting for for years
Taken out of the prison By the lady of distinction In this night we're rowing hard Sail thence to the Black Sea
Drawn across the sound To keep all enemies out We glide on the dark sea tounge Down the chain of the Golden Horn Drawn across the sound To keep all enemies out We glide on the dark sea tounge Down the chain of the Golden Horn
Run up to the line Made of iron strong Our galleys sliding off the edge of knife Rowing fast Rowing strong Out of Sjavidarsund We are leaving the great city We lived - we were dying for for years
One ship burst in two Only one ship made it through In this night we're rowing out Sail thence to the Black Sea
Drawn across the sound To keep all enemies out We glide on the dark sea tounge Down the chain of the Golden Horn Drawn across the sound To keep all enemies out We glide on the dark sea tounge Down the chain of the Golden Horn Chain of the Golden Horn
Glowing gold decks king's hand Got plenty in this land Great emperor in the strife He was made stone-blind Norse king's mark won't adorn His mark gives cause to mourn Great emperor in the strife He was made stone-blind For all his life
Drawn across the sound To keep all enemies out We glide on the dark sea tounge Down the chain of the Golden Horn Drawn across the sound To keep all enemies out We glide on the dark sea tounge Down the chain of the Golden Horn Chain of the Golden Horn