A Swedish band called Ultima Thule.
blå brigader
(free translation by yours truly)
We have rested beneath the stars, waiting for battle
Awake we have rested in a cold November night
Dawn is coming, this fog will not disperse
Going home in thoughts about my farm
There, beneath the same stars, my wife has slept
At dawn she awakes, and starts the daily struggle
She is a beautiful woman, but hard is her life
And soon the ground will freeze hard
19.000 men move forward as one
March forward at Lützen to meet the enemy
Old veterans and many a young recruit
Lift their weapons and towards the battle they march
My place is here in the line, one among many of the blue
And beneath this banner I've walked for many years
Around me, I see friends, amongst those that still live
Even rememeber those that are gone
A lion has greeted us, and told us "fence well"
A lion has called for us, we know he is with us
Our blue brigade march forwards, now they sound the generral advance
Let me live, give victory to our army
19.000 men move forward as one
March forward at Lützen to meet the enemy
Old veterans and many a young recruit
Lift their weapons and towards the battle they march
We have rested beneath the stars, waiting for battle
Awake we have rested in a cold November night
Now I can hear drums speak, trumpets sing out
Fog clears and our wait is over
19.000 men move forward as one
March forward at Lützen to meet the enemy
Old veterans and many a young recruit
Lift their weapons and towards the battle they march
Old veterans and many a young recruit
Lift their weapons and towards the battle they march
19.0000 men walked forwards there as one
A walk in November once, long ago
(with excuses for my less than sober translation)