The ships await us by the Birka quay All prepared with sixty oars They will carry us on the open sea Heading out to glory wars
We have blothed to Aegir To the daughters of Ran We are willing and eager We are leaving at dawn
Four days of good wind Then we awoke to an ocean mirror calm Slacking sails, we are drifting No direction, we are drifting
Glory calls from beyond the waves A chance for fame and rich reward Honour waits beyond the grave So put your back into the oar
The sun is burning, now we're lost at sea Our rations are running low Thirsty throats and hungry flees But we still got many days to go
We are crossing the ocean Left our home in the North The oars have set us in motion They will carry us forth
Each man builds his own fame Now everyone, show me what you're worth Who recalls a coward's name? No one remembers, who remembers
Glory calls from beyond the waves Beckons those with a heart for war Honour waits beyond the grave So put your back into the oar
ROW! ROW! ROW! The oar is your best friend ROW! ROW! ROW! For a triumphant end ROW! ROW! ROW! Row for victory ROW! ROW! ROW! Into history ROW! Grab your oars ROW! Row to glory wars ROW! And for victory ROW! Into history
Each man builds his own fame Now everyone, show me what you're worth Who recalls a coward's name? No one remembers, who remembers
Chorus: Glory calls from beyond the waves Beckons those with a heart for war Honour waits beyond the grave Fear not a bloody fate Glory calls from beyond the waves A chance for fame and rich reward Honour waits beyond the grave So put your back into the oarTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
