Let Us Drink Till We Die

Swords stained with blood, spears splintered from war
From glorious battle, our heroes return
Swords chipped from bone, shields cracked and worn
victory with them bring, so our heroes sing:

Hailsa! My friend, war is at end! We'll drink wine to our glory.
Hey! Let us drink till we die!

Hailsa! My brother, sit by my side.
We'll drink ale by the fire
Hey! Let us drink till we die!