In the shadow of centenarian oak In between fields and meadows Unaltered through ages Guarded by the god of sun On the top of a sheer castle mound There rises the castle of Semigallians Strange winds like maledistort sessage Bring reflections of faraway fires Black clouds gathering Shielding the darkness, shielding the light Black warriors of christ approach Creatures of darkness Clap of thunder The Sky merges with moarning earth When thousands of christians Attack the castle of pagans In flash of lightening steel brightly shines Steeping the castle mound in blood In spite of the rain Flame blazes up over the castle Overwhelmed by predominance Defenders of the castle step into the beyond First rays of the morning sun Find castle mound alone in its sorrow