Текст песни Fferyllt - Йолль

Strong oars crashing into the waves
The north wind carries ships,
Gray-haired warriors float to the house,
Strangers leaving the land away.
Crows circling predatory pack
Under the veil of night clouds,
Black wing sleepy shore covered
Shadows from gloomy dragon heads.
Whirlwind swept under the bloody moon,
We did not consider the enemies killed,
By power they took riches and glory
In the dust of the inverted foreign shores.

Now the steel is silent in the sheath,
The sky changed crimson its color,
Hid from the eyes of black crows flocks
The holds are broken from wines and coins.
The winter sun shines through the clouds,
Throws his ray on a snowy fjord,
An icy strong wind rips the sail
To brend native drakkary carries.
Loyal wives will meet us with sons,
Hide in the mountain gorges troll,
Tongues rushing into heaven
Winter bonfire begins Yule!

Deep bowls will be full again,
Overseas wine pours river,
Our hops will overcome again,
Gloomy singer, sing us your song.
And through the centuries the skald will sing the strings
Songs of our victories are dashing,
But the gods once again cut us the rune wars,
So, Their spirit in us has not yet subsided.
Again sunset crimson blood painted
Leave our house again for a long time,
The world will tremble under our power
Let's go back to the glorious campaigns ...