On the river of tears   Bodies of killed warriors lie   Fallen Valkyries as broken flowers   The bravest warriors   Seized by the cold hands of death   Wind covers their bodies with ashes   Covers them in a blanket of red      The lady of a river with her maidens   Shall arrive in a deep sorrow   She shall kiss your forehead   For the last time   The sun is gone and the   Hills veiled in mist      The biting cold   Spreads to freeze hearts   In the red gleam of crying sun   Magic fog raises the bodies   Far away the horizon of oblivion      Wind sways the grass   Dew drops cover sword   Trees bow down   To honor leaving warriors   The sun disappears below   The horizon   World sinks in the color of blood   Silence lulls to sleep   And one can hear only   Quiet rustle of ghosts (Wraiths)   Whispering ancient spells      Out of the dark river   Cold hands raise   River maidens   Raise the bodies of death warriors   To the lands beyond the   Horizon of oblivion   Where sun disappears      When sun is gone   Lady of river with her maidens   Perform ancient rite   Ancient magic and power of earth   Will lead sons of sun   To the lands beyond the horizon   Where the shining paths   Of setting sun   Lead to the land of oblivion