Hurry down, hurry down, hurry down ever
From the wrack-ridden mountain and yellow rushing river
Stern horsemen and footmen with spear, axe and quiver
Oh, hurry down, hurry down, your land to deliver
Haste, oh, haste, for in cruel might clustering
Far and near the fierce Nordman is mustering
Haste, oh, haste, or the daughters you cherish
The bride of your bosom shall far more than perish

Lo! how he toils down that narrow pass yonder
Ensnared by his spoils and oppressed by his plunder!
Flash on him, crash on him, God's fire and thunder!
And scatter and scatter his fell ranks asunder
Oh, smite the wolf, ere he slinks from the slaughter
Oh, rend the shark, ere he wins to deep water
Pursue and hew him to pieces by the haven
And feast with his red flesh the exulting sea raven