Letra de Varyags of Miklagaard (Live at Summer Breeze: T-Stage)
Miklagaard has been our home For twenty years or more We've lent our axes, spears and swords In service of the emperorWe are loyal warriors That's the oath we gave To protect the emperor Even to a violent graveOur loyality was always firm We kept our given word On these southern battlefields Our northern war cries roaredBattles have been fought Many gave their lives But all who died by axe and sword Were called to hall up highOur time here Is now at end Can't help but reminisce A cold spring day So long ago When we set out to seaWe! Set out from Svitjod's Shores! With dreams of fame and gold! And! The work of weaving Norns! Was for us unknownWe were loyal warriors That's the oath we gave To protect the emperor Even to the graveIt's time to take farewell We have been resolved From the sacred oath we gave It's time to go back homeOur time here Is now at end Our memories will stay Of Miklagård Our southern home Until the end of days We! Set out from Svitjod's Shores! With honor and rewards! We return back home! We return back home! With honor and rewards! We return back home!