Dare them to fight upon the morning field  To join in battle under the sun  Stout men mounted on armour'd steeds  Awaiting fair triumph or to join with the gods  Longing for morn, the our of play  To join in battle under the sun  Eternal fame to those who live through the day  And no death shall dishonour the brave    We redden'd our swords  They bit the flesh like a wolverine's jaws  Tempting our fate on the fields were our fathers fell  A display of power that none had e'er beheld  We shed blood  Dare them to fight upon the morning field  To join in battle under the sun  Stout men mounted on armour'd steeds  Awaiting fair triumph or to join with the gods  Longing for morn, the our of play  To join in battle under the sun  Eternal fame to those who live through the day  And no death shall dishonour the brave