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The Ballad Of Sinclair

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Mr. Sinclair went across the salty sea,
for Norway his course was set;
among the cliffs of Gudbrands he found his grave,
a bloody forehead was dealt.
- Well before day, they come over the heath

By the coasts of Romsdal he steered ashore,
declared himself an enemy,
fourteenhundred men followed him,
all with bad intentions.
- Well before day, they come over the heath

They defiled and burned where ever they came,
all rights they trampled.
The old mans weakness didn't touch them,
they taunted the crying widow.
- Well before day, they come over the heath

The soldier is out on the kings convoy,
we must defend the land ourselves;
damned be the treacherous fool,
that now wants to spare his blood.
- Well before day, they come over the heath

Those farmers of Våge, Lesje and Lom,
with sharp axes on their backs,
got together in Bredebøjg;
they wanted to chat with the Scots.
- Well before day, they come over the heath

Close by the hillside a path lies
that tey call Kringen,
the Lågen rushes closely by,
therein shall the enemy fall.
- Well before day, they come over the heath

The Kringen was strewn with dead bodies,
those ravens were well fed;
the blood of youth that there was shed
the Scottish girls bemoan
- Well before day, they come over the heath

Still a monument stands on that very place
where the enemies of Norway threaten;
woe to each Norwegian who doesent grow warm
whenever he lays eyes upon it.
- Well before day, they come over the heath

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