Michael Bundesen — Tordenskjold song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Tordenskjold" by Michael Bundesen.
Lyrics
Jeg vil sjunge om en helt
Vidt berømt ved sund og bælt
Om en herre kæk og bold
Om den tapre Tordenskjold
Mens i vuggen han lå svøbt
Peder Wessel var han døbt
På fregattens skansevold
Fik han navnet Tordenskjold
Atten børn gik frem på rad
Hos hans far i Trondhjems stad
Døtre seks og sønner tolv
Men kun én blev Tordenskjold
Nål i hånd han havde få't
Men det våben var for småt
På kanoner fik han hold
De går an, sa’e Tordenskjold
Engang på den svenske strand
Gik han med sin flok i land
Da brød frem et rytterhold
Ville fange Tordenskjold
En dragon stak hånden frem
Men han trak den aldrig hjem
Han ham troede i sin vold
Den gang ej, sa’e Tordenskjold
Tordenskjold i søen sprang
Kuglerne omkring ham sang
Gennem bølgen dyb og kold
Svømmed Peder Tordenskjold
Tordenskjold han var polisk
Gik omkring og solgte fisk
Fjenden bag sin egen vold
Narret blev af Tordenskjold
Rask han voksed op på val
Fra matros til admiral
Ingen æres glimmer gold
Dog fordærved Tordenskjold
Skal til kamp på bølgens top
Dannebrog i stavnen op
Gid der bag dets røde fold
Stå en helt som Tordenskjold!
Lyrics translation
I want a hero
Famous by sund and bælt
About a gentleman cocky and ball
About the brave thunderclap
While in the cradle he lay swaddled
Peder Wessel was he baptized
On the frigate's bulwark
Did he get the name Tordenskjold
Eighteen children went forward on rad
With his father in the city of Trondhjem
Daughters six and sons twelve
But only one became a Thunderbolt
Needle in hand he had got't
But that weapon was too small
On guns he got teams
They'll do, sa'e Tordenskjold
Once on the Swedish beach
Did he go ashore with his flock
Then a team of riders broke out
Would catch Thunder Shields
A dragon put his hand out
But he never pulled it home
He believed him in his violence
That time, sa'e Tordenskjold
Thunderbolt in the Lake jumped
The balls around him sang
Through the wave deep and cold
Swamed Peder Tordenskjold
Tordenskjold he was Polish
Went around selling fish
The enemy behind his own violence
The fool was by Tordenskjold
Well he grew up on val
From Sailor to admiral
No honorary Mica gold
However tordenskjold
Going to battle on the crest of the wave
Dannebrog in stavnen up
I wish there behind its red fold
Stand a hero like thunderclap!