In the forest of moonlight

the secrets of ancient battles are hidden.

But in the northern lands

the memory of the brave still remains.



Between the trees at the meadow

the sound of war still echoes.

In the grass at the meadow

the blood still flows.



In the forest of moonlight

the secrets of ancient battles are hidden.

Forever they are lost.



At the meadow in the forest

all of them died by sword,

to step into the never-ending fight

at the hall of our lord.