People in here in the north Live in a peace Over years we will hunt, Gather, and show our rule Worship of gods is our oath From ancestors As their ancient guards Well ensure their fate Wails under moon Tell southern cruels Welcome to the land of North Now kneel before heathen Lord Ancient gods call us to the war To fulfil our oath Purity of our sky Disgraced in the sudden night Blood will flow in streams so long To infertile ground So they are coming The wind speaks of vast armies From the south Shiny plates of steel Men carry the mark of the sacrificed Winter is at the door Keep your hands so warm Soon we are at war Death has come upon us Fear of our wrath waver fast Lightning burst their lines By Ukko, lament of netherworld! Mittelivt miekkojansa, koittelivat korttiansa lip kerran, lip toisen pit Pohjolan poikasien. Faith of God is their rule They pray for sins of their cruelties His blood and flesh gives eternal life Numerous men have came To conquer our chaste land They will see it all before well attack Our swords are sharp Our fury do not lack While they encroach on our homes you cannot turn back Lhtivt uinumaan Jumalat taivahan Maasta Pohjolan Niin tarinat kertovat
pohjolan, oath, koittelivat, uinumaan, mittelivt