Honor

No use going to the underworld
Alone toward the evening
No use fearing for your life
When life is drawing to a close

No use going to the underworld
In order to escape your time
You shouldn't take what belongs to you
There's no need to die in disgrace

No use to going to the underworld
To grieve over your own disgrace
The time of those who do will never
Be changed into their honor

Glory, glory, gloria!
Threr is no dying without glory
Glory, glory, gloria!
To life, the land and to the battle!

A warrior's so glorious
When stroking his mighty sword
He has the great honor of
Going to the underworld.

A soldier who dies for his land
Has been endowed with a great heart
The soldier also has glory
No use to going to the underworld
Ever to end up in disgrace
A soldier's glory lies within
The knowledge of his live and land

But those who went to the underworld
Barely heard a thing of honor