Farewell my son,

You best be on your way:

The longship is awaiting you,

A great journey lies ahead -

Bid the North farewell,

And then be on thy way!

You will wake in distant lands,

Over the sea, far away, in Greece...

Your only friend will be thy sword!

For you are off to be a Varang,

Join the emperor's fighting men,

Will you ever see our Gotland

When silver streaks your hair?

Or will you die forgotten in the East

On the scorching sands

Of some strange battlefield...

Be strong, be brave and bold -

Fear no pain, no enemy eyes

Be strong, be brave and bold -

Fear no pain, no enemy eyes

So that Odin may honor you!

You will also see the City,

That they call the jewel of Romany,

Far more fair and bright

Than anything you thought

This Earth could ever hold...

So, say now farewell,

Farewell to the North!