Текст песни Белогор - Слава великому Одину

Glory great one
We sing, going on the battle.
To the honor of the sacred order
Far Way is drawn to us by fate.

The wind rages over the fjords,
Rocks are growing out into the fog.
Together brave Nordlings,
The fraternity of the bold bonds Wotan.

In clouds, it turns around,
Reflecting on steel blades.
The glorious hike begins
Horn Corbits, everyone is ready for battle.

In the battles of armor checked,
Shields strong and sharp swords.
Wolves of the Great North,
With you the will and sun rays.

Sail with winds filled,
The waves cuts the Terrible Drakkar,
The way to you in the Volkhall will open
The enemy does not hold back the mighty blow.