I dreamed of a beach
Where many hundred came ashore
I dreamed of a beach
Where houses were set on fire
Many young, proud men
They will never turn home to their country
What became of all those
Who sailed over great oceans
Odin, hear my prayer
Where are my brother and son
Many young, proud men
They will never turn home to their country
I dreamed of a voyage
I saw the shining, sharp swords
The fjord was colored red
My beloved, he lay dead
Many young, proud men
They will never turn home to their country
They went to foreign lands
The winter, it was hard and long
I long for peace
I miss those who left
Many young, proud men
They will never turn home to their country
Many young, proud men
They will never turn home to their country