Nordic Poems

The cry of the Valkyries

The sky is red and finally I can see,

Beyond the heels and the burned oaks,

I see the lady riding, and I hear her cry,

It's here for me to take me to higher lands.

She is screaming and singing a heroic anthem,

My heart is still pumping blood and is ready,

The sky screaming victory for me and my kin,

Swords and axes are singing my favorite song.

I will be with the once like me very soon,

I will fight for our god without stop,

Behold, I will fall today just to rise,

Giants and beasts will tremble hearing my name.

The seas will know my name finally,

And my village will drink in my memory,

She is here so I will just put my axe on my chest,

My best weapon which saved me and keep me from her.

I can hear her song and see her black hair,

My heart accelerated when she gives me her hand,

I am rising and I climb on her horse,

His wings are spreading covering the battlefield.

We fly and only her battle cry I can hear,

I am a warrior, so I will scream for her,

It is time to be more, be ready my destiny,

I will see what The Three Norns prepared for me.

With her golden armor she shines like a star,

Riding a horse that can run faster than anyone,

Her helmet is a symbol of power and strength,

And her cry is all that she is saying.

Ride my beautiful Valkyrie, ride,

My axe it is in my hand prepared to bite,

What you have in plan for me?

Take to the land of heroes.

Put me in the way of the giant snake,

He will fall and the waters will be free,

The sound of the drums is around,

I am feeling free, I am ecstatic.

The battle is flowing in my veins,

But before I have one more battle to win,

After my beautiful Valkyrie,

Take me to heaven, take me to Valhalla!