Sacred Land
A warrior die
fighting for the Lord Thor
Spirits from the North: Heard my pray!!!
Take him to you
to your Sacred Land
Take him to you and bless his soul
Take him to you to your Sacred Land
Take him to you and bless his sword.
Lisent to me, i command you
take care of his soul
his body belong to the Earth
Im still hear the sound
of the drums from the battle.
(Feel in your skin the drumroll of death
that is the sound of his soul)
Sweet walkiries running singing "Take his soul"
Valhalla is his destiny until Heimdal sound
his horn...the last battle...Ragnarok!
Tierra Sagrada
Un guerrero muere
luchando por el Señor Thor
¡Espíritus del Norte: Escuchad mi oración!
Llévalo contigo
a tu Tierra Sagrada
Llévalo contigo y bendice su alma
Llévalo contigo a tu Tierra Sagrada
Llévalo contigo y bendice su espada.
Escúchame, te ordeno
cuida de su alma
su cuerpo pertenece a la Tierra
Sigo escuchando el sonido
de los tambores de la batalla.
(Siente en tu piel el redoble de la muerte
ese es el sonido de su alma)
Las dulces valquirias corren cantando 'Lleva su alma'
Valhalla es su destino hasta que suene Heimdal
su cuerno...la última batalla...¡Ragnarok!