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There I burn before embers
There I grow strong
My armor can withstand blows and I never take ground
Love of our fatherland gives strength and courage to men
Honor to our dear people where fires still burn
He lay down slowly so heavy with the cry in his throat
He seemed to hear a voice in the room, but there was none at all
He filled his body with mead, his eyes sunk together
To be reborn in a dream to the joyous cry of heroes
There I burn beyond embers
There I grow strong
My armor must withstand blows and I will never take ground
Love of our fatherland gives strength and courage to men
Honor to our dear people where fires still burn
In still darkness he waits, where the moon casts light
In solitude he suffers pain and the heart feels like stone
From hands the blood runs thick, he collapses heavily
Flowers are born and flowers die, hear the mourning cries of heroes
There he burns before embers
There he grows strong
His armor can withstand blows and he never takes ground
Love for his fatherland gives strength and courage to men
Honor to our dear people where fires still burn
His sorrows found peace in earth, a hero's grave he is given
A last song carries the wind away, in rain a whisper is drowned
A long journey I have finished now, my body it sank together
Life gave and life took hear the mournful cry of heroes
There I burn before embers
There I grow strong
My armor can withstand blows and I never take ground
Love of our fatherland gives strength and courage to men
Honor to our dear people where fires still burn
There I burn before embers
There I grow strong
My armor can withstand blows and I never take ground
Love for our motherland gives strength and courage to men
Honor to our dear people where fires still burn