on the coast women gather
to bring their husband to earth
voices echo in the soul heavy
but from mouths no words
an armor cold with congealed blood
was presented at her bosom
it shows traces of heroism
still empty is the iron in the arm
so she let her veil be thrown let the wind take it
powers give way to bones
the writing scholars praise our chief justice
he shall be carved in the most beautiful stone
let birds sing your name through the sky
let birds carry your dream
to noblest warrior to noblest robe
shall your name never be forgotten
a colored suit of armor a mere memory
lowered into the grave
a final fanfare, trumpets, guns
make the eyes slowly drown
the air is sultry, the tears are gone
but in silence the birds sing
we will carry his name through the wind of the storms
we will follow his steps through the corridors of the dead
so she let throw his veil was blown away by the wind
peasants with the banner so stretched
the scribe praises our Reichshofer
proud Engelbrekt
they let birds sing his name through the sky
to peasants of noblest garb
from noblest warrior of noblest lineage
proud Engelbrekt!
a shadow searches through leaves
his grave has been covered
wild beast keeps still watch
when the sun has gone out
at the end of the meadow an eagle swooped down
sharply the wing was stretched
a greeting through the wind sang
we remember you Engelbrekt.

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