Runes to My Memory
We rode the rivers of the eastern trailDeep in the land of the Rus.Following the wind in our sailsAnd the rhythm of the oars
No shelter in this hostile landConstantly on guardReady to fight and defendOur ship 'til the bitter end
We came under attackI received a deadly woundA spear was forced into my backStill I fought on
When I am deadLay me in a moundRaise a stone for all to seeRunes carved to my memory
Now here I lay on the river bankA long, long way from homeLife is pouring out of meSoon I will be gone
I tilt my head to the sideAnd think of those back homeI see the river rushing byLike blood runs from my wound
Here I lie on wet sandI will not make it homeI clinch my sword in my handSay farewell to those I love
When I am deadLay me in a moundPlace my weapons by my sideFor the journey to hall up highWhen I am deadLay me in a moundRaise a stone for all to seeRunes carved to my memory