On tracks and on wagons, as quickly as birds would fly
One day they will return, come spring again that's when
It was a gruesome anguish for all people aboard
But we will never see our native country again
The air was filled with hunger and drenched in wretched cries
The howling and the noises would pierce right through the skies
We couldn't see each other and hardly breathe or walk
It was a lovely sight to see the land at last
It was as if we'd stepped into an open grave
The food that we had brought from blessed Swedish land
The dead were buried in the horrid fathom of the seas
The glorious sights kept flashing by too fast
But all the glorious sights kept flashing by too fast
Was suddenly forbidden and taken from our hand
We only talked of Sweden that used to be our home
The hearts then started burning in each and everyone
And when we had been sailing for just a week or two
And later when we came to Liverpudlian bay
It was forbidden and taken from our hand
And death became the ruler that forced us to our knees
We all were packed together in one unhealthy cave
The tears of regret finally started to have their say
A horrid kind of darkness was clouding our view
At first we traveled through the English countryside
