German shepherd Rex visits Ancient Grave site on Bornholm, Bronze,iron,Viking age grave site. Here Vikings, ironage and Bronze age they buried there dead in the same graves
Music by Harold Floss and friends
EnglishTranslation: "Listen Harald Sigurdsson, to the dreams-signs of brother Olaf.""Your mind bent on power; silence it now; or you will tread a foul path."Pay no heed to Jarl Toste, who goads us to fare for England.""Tord he had an eerie dream, 'tis by many as ill-omens deciphered."In Spring of 1066: A journey was appraised.Power-hungry King in Norway reigned, and bid the lands' levies raised.One hundred-and-five and ninety ships; to the Jarl of Orkney, they sailed West,and Jarl Torfinn's sons loaded one hundred more longships.They reached Jorvik town; and wails of battle were met.The Earl Muru-Kåre fell and Earl Valtjov - he fled.Harald and Toste rushed a-forth, but Earl Valtjov he to them swore,"The Knight's of the King's table you will meet at Stamford Bridge!"Harald and Toste; the next day roamed; no armor worn, not any.Then, far off the sun did gleam on helmets and byrnies many."The English King it surely is, I'll summon the Thing-men to prepare for this,the Norsemen warriors bewildered are; they stand by Stamford Bridge."They discussed; the ruling was; Let all men reassemble.whilst Styrkår rode down to the ships as swiftly as he was able.But to win themselves more time, they bid Tjodulfr Strong-One;that he must hinder the King's men, out there on Stamford Bridge.And long Tjodulfr held his stand 'gainst the Anglo-Saxon King;but from underneath with spears they stabbed; thus, they overcame.Then others in the battle into frenzy ran, while Øystein and Styrkår and every manfrom the ships they sprang, to get there in time - over to Stamford Bridge.Harald in front of the shieldwall went and hewed at both lanes!When a Greylag feathered arrow flew - t'was the Norse King's Bane!Then Øystein and Styrkår they'd come; fully clad in mail coats everyone;and toiled and soared - just almost won - in the hills by Stamford Bridge.Then the third slaughter began; the warcry - "Orrerira!";and the number of fallen was great, but the Norsemen were forced to flee!Thus it went that William's men; from the Frankish Realm; dominion won,- the Right of Norseman Rule was gone - out there on Stamford Bridge...
Music by Harold Floss and friends
EnglishTranslation: "Listen Harald Sigurdsson, to the dreams-signs of brother Olaf.""Your mind bent on power; silence it now; or you will tread a foul path."Pay no heed to Jarl Toste, who goads us to fare for England.""Tord he had an eerie dream, 'tis by many as ill-omens deciphered."In Spring of 1066: A journey was appraised.Power-hungry King in Norway reigned, and bid the lands' levies raised.One hundred-and-five and ninety ships; to the Jarl of Orkney, they sailed West,and Jarl Torfinn's sons loaded one hundred more longships.They reached Jorvik town; and wails of battle were met.The Earl Muru-Kåre fell and Earl Valtjov - he fled.Harald and Toste rushed a-forth, but Earl Valtjov he to them swore,"The Knight's of the King's table you will meet at Stamford Bridge!"Harald and Toste; the next day roamed; no armor worn, not any.Then, far off the sun did gleam on helmets and byrnies many."The English King it surely is, I'll summon the Thing-men to prepare for this,the Norsemen warriors bewildered are; they stand by Stamford Bridge."They discussed; the ruling was; Let all men reassemble.whilst Styrkår rode down to the ships as swiftly as he was able.But to win themselves more time, they bid Tjodulfr Strong-One;that he must hinder the King's men, out there on Stamford Bridge.And long Tjodulfr held his stand 'gainst the Anglo-Saxon King;but from underneath with spears they stabbed; thus, they overcame.Then others in the battle into frenzy ran, while Øystein and Styrkår and every manfrom the ships they sprang, to get there in time - over to Stamford Bridge.Harald in front of the shieldwall went and hewed at both lanes!When a Greylag feathered arrow flew - t'was the Norse King's Bane!Then Øystein and Styrkår they'd come; fully clad in mail coats everyone;and toiled and soared - just almost won - in the hills by Stamford Bridge.Then the third slaughter began; the warcry - "Orrerira!";and the number of fallen was great, but the Norsemen were forced to flee!Thus it went that William's men; from the Frankish Realm; dominion won,- the Right of Norseman Rule was gone - out there on Stamford Bridge...
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- Chats de Race German Rex
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- german shepherd, viking age, iron age
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