Amon Amarth — Siegreicher Marsch song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Siegreicher Marsch" by Amon Amarth.

Lyrics

Zehn schwere Stiefel
ber Grund blutgetränkt
Im Gleichschritt marschieren
Diese fìnf Krieger
Es ist Ihnen gleich
Wie sehr Ihre Wunden
Von feindlichen Schwertern geschlagen
Bis auf die Knochen schmerzen
Die herbeigesehnte Rache
Begangen in Blut
Keine Gnade gezeigt
Keine Gnade gezeigt
Den Schmerz verleugnend
Der wie ein Hammer pocht
Erlitten durch Stìrze
Von erschlagenen Pferden
Kein Anschein von Schwäche
Noch Behutsamkeit
Nicht einmal ein Funke
Von Reue in Ihren Augen
Sie erschlugen die Männer
Nährten Wölfe mit Fleisch
Und jetzt verlassen Sie
Dieses Land Seite an Seite
Jetzt auf dem Heimweg
Fìnf Krieger die ohne Reue kämpften
Diese Geschichte von fìnf tapferen Männern
Wird ewiglich erzählt werden
Nur das Leid bleibt
Nur den Frauen allein
Die Kinder wehklagen
Von nun an lebend in Furcht
Kein Mann bleibt verschont
Kein Haus kein Hof verblieb
Keine Christin ungeschändet
Ihre Kirche von Flammen verzehrt
Rot scheint Ihr Stahl
Von Feindesblut
Erzählend vom Sieg
Der von den Göttern geschenkt
Als Sie wiederkehren
Blutend doch stolz
Brennt der Horizont
Und das Lied erklingt laut
Ten heavy feet
Walks the bloodsoiled ground
With rhythm these
Five warriors march
No matter how much
The bleeding wounds
From enemy swordcuts
Hurts to the bone
The revenge they sought
Was taken in blood
No mercy was showed
No mercy was showed
They ignore the pain
That hammerlike pounds
From falls, off slain
Horses, to the ground
No signs of weakness
No signs of weariness
Not even a glimce
Of remorse in their eyes
They slew men ruthless
Fed the wolves with flesh
And now they leave
This land side by side
Now they’re headed home
Five swordsmen who fought repentlessly
Their story will be told
Of five brave men endlessly
All sorrow is left
For the woman to bare
The children cries
They live in fear
No man was spread
No houses or farm remains
No christian woman unraped
Their church consumed by flames
Their steel shines red
With enemy blood
It sings of victory
Granted by the Gods
And as they return
Bleeding but proud
The horizon burns
And the song is ringing loud

Lyrics translation

Ten heavy boots
over ground blood soaked
Marching in step
This fìnf warrior
It's the same to you
How much your wounds
Struck by enemy swords
Pain to the bone
The longed-for revenge
Committed in blood
No mercy shown
No mercy shown
Denying the pain
That throbs like a Hammer
Suffered by Stìrze
Of slain horses
No appearance of weakness
Still Care
Not even a spark
Of remorse in her eyes
They killed the men
Fed Wolves with meat
And now they leave
This country side by side
Now on the way home
Fìnf Warriors who fought without remorse
This is a story of fìnf brave men
Will be told forever
Only the suffering remains
Only the women alone
The children lament
From now on living in fear
No man is spared
No house no farm remained
No Christian unvarnished
Their church consumed by flames
Your steel shines red
Of Enemy Blood
Telling of victory
Given by the gods
When they return
Bleeding but proud
Burning the horizon
And the song sounds loud
Ten heavy feet
Walks the bloodsoiled ground
With rhythm these
Five warriors march
No matter how much
The bleeding wounds
From enemy swordcuts
Hurts to the bone
The revenge they sought
What taken in blood
No mercy was shown
No mercy was shown
They ignore the pain
That hammerlike pounds
From falls, off slain
Horses, to the ground
No signs of weakness
No signs of weariness
Not even a glimce
Of remorse in their eyes
They slew men ruthless
Fed the wolves with flesh
And now they leave
This land side by side
Now they're headed home
Five swordsmen who fought repentlessly
Their story will be told
Of five brave men endlessly
All sorrow is left
For the woman to bare
The children cries
They live in fear
No man was spread
No houses or farm remains
No christian woman unraped
Their church consumed by flames
Their steel shines red
With enemy blood
It sings of victory
Granted by the Gods
And as they return
Bleeding but proud
The horizon burns
And the song is ringing loud