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I heard a song from the deep.
Under the wave, the wave so high.
The wind cries like a woman
with a dead child on her back.
On her back!
The sea water gives no remedy.
He sings with cold winds.
People flee like lambs.
From the sailors' lot.
Dead sea!
Waves like blood!
Then no god will help you.
Dead Sea!
Waves like blood.
Tonight we go out.
Tonight we rise...
Sing ancient hymns!
RÃ ¤da against, against your shore.
Pillow your villages.
The sea water gives no remedy.
He sings with cold winds.
People flee like lambs.
From the threat of the sea people.
Dead sea!
Waves like blood!
Then no god will help you.
Die da sea!
Waves like blood.
Tonight we go out.
Fiskarens Fiende!
[English translation:]
Fisherman's Enemy
I heard a song from the deep
Under the waves, the high waves
The wind crying like an old woman
With a dead child on her back
On her back!
The sea monster shows no remorse
He sings he with cold winds
Tribes of man flee like lambs
From the sea-people's threat
Dead sea!
Waves like blood!
Then no God will help you
Dead sea!
Waves like blood!
Tonight we depart
We tread forth in night
Singing ancient hymns
Approach your beach
Pillage your villages
The sea monster shows no remorse
He sings he with cold winds
Tribes of man flee like lambs
From the sea-people's threat
Fisherman's Enemy!