She was not raised in garden of peace, where sunbeams play in blooming trees. She was told to be born in battle and brought up among dismal and death. Skilled in the craft of killing and fight, the girl learned to bear weapons and a sword did she yield. No worse than her peers she held up her shield and grew into a maiden, a fair one and strong. And there among warriors all grim-faced and tall she eventually found her life and her love. And in an ancient old forest of green they used to meet in their ardour and lust. They embraced each other and only the trees heard their sighs full of pleasure shared under the veil of the moon...
Yet they had to part soon as the battlefield called and brought them apart for many a league and for months she was sundered from his godly voice and this is the song that she sang :
Ho! To the battle I went And killed many a mightier men (and even a troll!) And my sorrow withdrew As I drowned my woes In the deaths of my enemies And the blood of my foes
Victories healed her and gave her the strength to rival the severance and the grief of long nights... Once roaming along an old brook in the wood, she heard voices and sound of a battle not far - so unsheathing her sword the maid hastened for help and could not believe her emerald eyes when she percieved Him lying in the rushes alone with crimson red cloud of blood spreading around, all pierced with sharp arrows and hewn into parts. To the ancient green forest had he evidently returned to seek shades of their happiness long left behind, but ambushed by enemies and grievously wounded he was as she leant over him and wept...The shield-maid mourned long beside his deep grave, dug by her own hands in a shadowy meadow in the ancient forest of menacing old. And this is her last lamenting chant :
Now to my final battle I must go All I ever had is now buried and lost And he whom I cherished has taken my strength Away to the halls where life never ends There now I shall follow and meet him again And among the undying flowers and trees We'll walk hand in hand in the gardens of deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
