ŞARKI SÖZÜ
(The gathering of Braveheart's forces against the Duke's dark legions...)
As the north wind howled
And the thunder broke, Braveheart
Stands proudly before his troops
And thrusting his sword toward
Heaven, shouts at the darkening sky,
"Now, its time to die like a man!"
The horn it has blown, we brothers in arms
Stand like a rock to the wind
Iron for blood, thousands are stood
Men with true hearts, they will win
Marching towards, not for glory or gold
Ready to die like a man
Archers and riders, are all poised for war
Ready to die like a man
Die like a man
