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Herr Sinklar drog over Salten Hav
Til Norge hans kurs monne stande blandt
Gudbrands Klipper han fandt sin grav
Der vanked' så blodig en pande

Vel op før dag
De kommer vel over den hede

Ved Romsdals kyster han styred' i land
Erklær'de sig for en fiende
Hannem fulgte efter fjorten hundrede mand
Som alle havde ondt i sinde

Vel op før dag
De kommer vel over den hede

De skændte og brændte hvor de kom frem
Al folkeret monne de krænke
Oldingens afmagt rørte ej dem
De spotted' den grædende enke

Vel op før dag
De kommer vel over den hede

Soldaten er ude på kongens tog
Vi selv må landet forsvare
Forbandet være det Niddingsdrog
Som nu sit blod vil spare

Vel op før dag
De kommer vel over den hede

De Bønder af Vaage Lesje og Lom
Med skarpe økser på nakke
I Bredebøjgd tilsammen kom
Med Skotten så vilde de snakke

Vel op før dag
De kommer vel over den hede

Vel op før dag
De kommer vel over den hede

Over den hede
Over den hede
Over den hede
Over den hede

Tæt under Lide der løber en sti
Som man monne Kringen kalde
Lågen skynder sig der forbi
I den skal fienden falde

Vel op før dag
De kommer vel over den hede

Med døde kroppe blev Kringen strø'd
De ravne fik nok at æde
Det ungdomsblod som her udflød
De skotske piger begræde

Vel op før dag
De kommer vel over den hede

End knejser en støtte på samme sted
Som Norges uvenner monne true
Ve hver en Nordmand som ej bliver hed
Så tit hans øjne den skue

Vel op før dag
De kommer vel over den hede

Vel op før dag
De kommer vel over den hede


[English translation:]

[The Ballad Of Sinclair]

Mr. Sinclair went across the salty sea,
for Norway his course was set;
among the cliffs of Gudbrands he found his grave,
a bloody forehead was dealt.
- Well before day, they come over the heath

By the coasts of Romsdal he steered ashore,
declared himself an enemy,
fourteenhundred men followed him,
all with bad intentions.
- Well before day, they come over the heath

They defiled and burned where ever they came,
all rights they trampled.
The old mans weakness didn't touch them,
they taunted the crying widow.
- Well before day, they come over the heath

The soldier is out on the kings convoy,
we must defend the land ourselves;
damned be the treacherous fool,
that now wants to spare his blood.
- Well before day, they come over the heath

Those farmers of Våge, Lesje and Lom,
with sharp axes on their backs,
got together in Bredebøjg;
they wanted to chat with the Scots.
- Well before day, they come over the heath

Close by the hillside a path lies
that tey call Kringen,
the Lågen rushes closely by,
therein shall the enemy fall.
- Well before day, they come over the heath

The Kringen was strewn with dead bodies,
those ravens were well fed;
the blood of youth that there was shed
the Scottish girls bemoan
- Well before day, they come over the heath
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Still a monument stands on that very place
where the enemies of Norway threaten;
woe to each Norwegian who doesent grow warm
whenever he lays eyes upon it.
- Well before day, they come over the heath

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