Fainting blood-red the enmy lad with their own blood
 Battling together to many hordes of brothers, side by side
 Grasping a hand - forged iron sword and a wooden shield
 Wearing a gold adorned helmet, was the one never loser

 The one never before cut by a blade was be!
 The one never bled in a fight
 So of allfather Wotan, blessed by wargod Tyr

 Born to die in Midgard to forever live in Valhalla
 The day I keenly was delightning me in one battle
 Mounting my harnessed great white war -steed
 Eyeing the gorgeous war scenery

 Brothers of mine were triumphing upon the foes
 Satiating their wolfish thirst for blood
 Risking their lives for their blood and honour

 Their folk and soil, their past and future
 Challenging the norns unknown writings
 ... in many battlefields I�ve fought and withstood

 Differently of some, now gone, of mine
 Their fate was sealed, their memory lives on
 It�s now arrived my time to joining to them
 Too young I was to feel, to now its before

 In past death could have taken me against my will
 But not now, I know I�ve fullfilled more than my duty
 Battles I fought, battles I won; for me it�s enough
 Nothing more I�m longing for, but a horn of hydrohoney

 place to sit among my father and brothers and a banquet
 In the halls of Valhalla and there celebrate with them
 The great heroic saga of our lives glories and victories
 Devoted to our ancient blood, soil and honour

 To gods in Asgard and people of our kind
 And our not feared, but unexpected cavalcade
 Our deaths as braves and loyal warriors
 I want to see my father and mother again

 See all my deceased relatives smiling
 See my god, enthroned in grasslandic paradise
 And my beautiful goddess with him

 While I ride with the Valkyries
 I realized the magnificence of my life
 The supreme meaning of my fighting existence
 The so searched life aim, by the non-heathens

 While I ride with the Valkyries
 Refreshing breeze blew to my face, meanwhile
 Happiness filled my heart, peace filled my mind
 And the conscience I�m a laureatable warrior
 Earlier I learned to bloodstain the iron

 I teach you now to wipe tears of lament
 Burn me in my drakkar, don�t cry but joy me departure
 Because I�m happy while I ride with the Valkyries