Storm Noregsgard

Ein dugal kar fra garden dro

Han fulgte furuas sus

Opp gjennom asen grastein han bar

Staut hans gange var



Svopt i morgengry

Under ein helnorsk himmel

Hans fotter traurig vandres hen

Mot sitt mal opp pa hoyden



Ein v?rbitt hand griper sverdet fatt

Og kloyver den blanende skalle

Hans kjeft den vrir seg i ulmende hat

Ufrender kommer at falle



Sa stod han der pa utkikkstopp

Hans oyne ei dei kviler

For han sokte reint eit syn

Men det ble ein grusom pine



Der blant norges skog og mark

Var fienden og f?l

Hans grimme sinn skulle vise dem

At norsonn han har nok at t?l



Ein v?rbitt hand griper sverdet fatt

Og kloyver den blanende skalle

Hans kjeft den vrir seg i ulmende hat

Ufrender kommer at falle



Norsonn tapte noregsgard

For ein «ansikt i» h?r

Stolt han var dan han kom igjen

For a kloyve denne sitt sverd



[Norways Home (translation)]



A strong guy from the farm went

He followed pine and breeze

Up through the hills, greystone and wilderness

Bold his steps was



Swathed in twilight

Under a completely norwegian sky

His feet steadily wandered

Towards their goal and upon heights



A weatherbitten hand clutches the sword

And cleaves the bluemens heads

His mouth twist in smoldering hate

Unpeace will fall



Then he stood there on the look-out top

His eyes couldnt rest

Because he sought a pure sight

But it became a cruel pain



There in the midst of norwegian forest and wilderness

«?»

His grim mind should show them

That a son of the north has lots of guts



A weatherbitten hand clutches the sword

And cleaves the bluemens heads

His mouth twist in smoldering hate

Unpeace will fall



The son of the north lost Norways home

To a «?» army

Proud he was when he returned

To cleave them with his sword


[ Noregsgard Lyrics ]