Ruina Imperii

Came on a cold winter night
Carolus exists no more

Homeward kinsmen

Over mountains, through biting cold the march goes
They walk with heads bowed

Returning

Death, Armfeldt and men await
Death, the king's men, turn homeward again

Kinsmen, brothers, our era of power is over
Our kingdom bleeds, the flag is ablaze
Never, never, never return
Svea's era of power at an end

Ambition and a strict religion
Drove the Swede into war

Hard times

For his country, he took up arms
A life for the kingdom's good

Carolinians

War, given all we can
War, the years of death, left their mark, we endure

They were taken for granted
Deeds for life
Who let it happen
Era of power at an end