Rolandskvadet (Harald Foss Version) - Norwegian Song of Roland Charlemagne's Knight

Rolandskvadet: a Norweigan Song of the Knight Roland who served under Charlemagne and who fell in battle against certain occupiers in Spain to stop something that cannot be mentioned on youtube
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Lyrics:
Seks mine jarlar heime vera, gøyme det gullet balde
Andre seks på heidningalando då svinga dei jørni kalde!
- Rida dei ut av Franklandet med dyre dros i sadel
Bles i luren Olivant på Ronsalavollen
Runde dei opp sine silkje segl høgt i sigalråe
Sigla dei ut åt hei'ingslondo i virkevikune ein og tvåe
Arene og ankaret tok inn på kvite sanden:
Det var Roland, konungafredan, trødde den fysste på land
Slogest dei utpå Ronsarvollen i dagane två og trjå;
Blåmennan fall for Rolandssverd som gav seg fyri ljåe
Fram så søkte blåmann-fjødi skygde fyri sole;
Reddast var ein jamningen bad Roland blåse i hornet
Roland sette luren fyr blogga munn, så bles han i med vreide;
Ljoden ber ivi hav og fjell, i trio dagar av leide
Det var Magnus kongjen, no set han i å gråta:
Kva tru vantar freden min? No høyrer eg luren låta!
Det var Magnus kongjen
Skundar han sin fred:
Daud låg Roland konunga-freden
Heldt i han sitt sverd
Heim kom Magnus kongjen
Og settest dei alle traude
Skipet var fullt av sylv og gull
Og heidningan låg att daude
English Lyrics:
"Six of my earls will stay home, to guard the gold
The other six will swing their cold iron in heathen lands"
-They rode out of the Frankish lands
Blow the horn Olivant at Roncevaux
They raised their silken sails high on their masts
They sailed out to heathen lands for one and two weeks
The oars and the anchor touched white sand:
Roland, the king's friend, was the first ashore.
They fought at Roncevaux for two and three days;
The blue men fell before Roland's sword and blade.
The mountain of blue men blocked the sun;
One fearful footman asked Roland to blow his horn.
Roland put his horn to his bloodied mouth and gave an angry blow;
The anguished sound carried over mountains and seas for three days.
King Charlemagne, he started to weep:
"What awaits my friend? I hear his horn sounding!"
King Charlemagne,
he sees his friend;
Dead lay Roland, king-friend,
holding on to his sword
King Charlemagne came home,
And everyone was listless.
The ship was filled with silver and gold
And the heathens lay behind, dead.

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