Once upon a time the wise man stood 
On the wall of Naglimund 
His eyes of brightest blue 
He gazes out afar 
Jarnauga 
Man with Iron Eyes 
Man from Tungoldyr 
Silent he watches the plains 
Near the Weldhelm-hills 
Dark clouds fill the air 
"What do you see, oh Rimmersman?" 
Askes his friend, the bard 
With sorrow in his eyes, afraid 
Oh, man from northland high 
- The fires of Sturmrspeik are set ablaze - 
- From Tungoldyr I saw their smoke nine days - 
- And eight nights their flames - 
- The Whitefoxes are awake again - 
- And they seek the children in the darkness - 
- Someone hath knocked on dangerous gates - 
So then he closes his eyes, just for a while 
To see what they can't see 
Who seeks to attack Naglimund 
Man and Whitefox ride 
Jarnauga saw them from afar 
No other one could see yet on Naglimund 
Black clouds over Sturmrspeik 
Eerie fires glow 
Hikeda'ya were to strong  
Jarnauga - Bearer of the scroll 
Sacrificed his life 
Died to save his friends