Barbarian Paganus Lyrics
War booty, armour forged by the hands of a craftsman
Harvest and noble presents, trading with loot
Fragrance and stench everywhere
Abundance of everything you may desire
Heroes from the north-east, sturdy Vikings cunning
Slavs, dogged Saxons, juggler Celts and wild Arabs and Turks, mad pagan dogs
Highlanders, herdsmen and sea-farers
Warriors and wandering tradesmen
Nearly all the scum of the heathen nations
Skirmishes and pleasures, women shameless
Wine and beer and booze, drinks galore
To your heart's content
With a beggar's stick or wielding a sword, it devil may care
Now live, tomorrow you'll be struck down;
With a bit of luck you'll die a cow's death in the hay
Every wolf knows the purpose of his mouth
Hunted like a marauder, unwelcome murdering beast
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Must be uprooted from his own territory
The headsman strikes the merciful blow
And pulls the rope for everyone who don't bow down their backs
