On the verge of a new century

Pious lands were hit by tragedy

Villages licked by flames...

Trail of charred outposts becomes

With bare sails to penetrate the sea

Warriors carry axes through the sand

Few but valued as a great war-band

Which consumes human sanity

Survivors worked their prayer

To ward against this evil

Asked their lord to protect them

Against the terror of the northern

Concede the highest favour

Preserving and guarding bodies

Free us from the savage northern

Tribes who devastates our realms

They aged and young would have

Their throats slit

Frail maidens and lads too

Not a single trace of mercy

Repel the evil from us

We altogether implore

Bring thee the ruling realm

We plead on bare knees

To the king of glory

Who pity us with true peace

Soundness, hopes and strength

Give us peace and harmony

Bestow us unmitigated hope

Genuine faith also

Concede us continual charity

And let completed be

Sanctify our humble prayers

Availed in achieved this old

Glorious measure

Praise be peace and glory

To the trinity

Who is most-magnificent

For the people, Amen

Summa pia gratia nostra

Conservando corpora et

Custodita de gente fera

Normannica nos libera

Deus regna!

Repel the evil from us

We altogether implore

Bring thee the ruling realm

We plead on bare knees

To the king of glory

Who pity us with true peace

Soundness, hopes and strength

Give us peace and harmony