Einsam ho gret, den vakraste av alle
Fanga og lеst I ei sorg ingen skjшner
Gleden forsvann langt, langt der ute
Ei brennande lyst, en ingen hеp
Ho lengtar heim, men finn ingen veg
Ein sorgfull lagnad gшymt bak eit smil

Mardol du fagre for fred du blei ofra
Du solgte din lekam, men fann ingen trшyst
Det som glimrar gjer ikkje fred for deg

Gern du ga deg hen, og slokka mangt
eit begjжr Men, framleis drypp
det om natta gull frе dine auge

Frшya, od skal du finna nеr alt er forbi
dе skal du bli sluppen fri
Inntil den dag finn du inga trшyst
Sjшl ikkje I glitrande Brisinghamen

English translate: Brisinghamen

In solitude she cries, the most beautiful of them all
Captured and locked in a sorrow no one can conceive
Joy vanished far out there
Burning desire, but no hope
She longs for home, bu tcan not find a way
A dismal destiny hidden behind a smile

Mardol, you glorious, sacrificed for peace you were
You sold your flesh, but found no comfort
That which glitters does not bring you peace

Gern you devoted yourself
and consumed many desire
But, still in the night,
gold is dripping from your eyes

Frхya, Od you shall find when everything ends
Then you shall be set free
Untill that day you shall find no comfort
Not even in the shining Brisinghamen