Friday Filk: Another Viking Classic

>Don't worry mate, I probably got it completely wrong, too. And I *still*
>haven't managed to put some suitable WW words to "Brian Boru", either :(

Since the outbreak of those au-then-tic viking songs (shudder) last week, both of my synapses have been similarly obsessed by a sparkling little ditty that won't go away. It's a real-life viking classic, and since its Friday, well, allow me to share it as Friday Filk. Consider the words as 'in progress' - if you can improve on them, then good luck to you. :)

Surely you remember (groan)...

Can you see the stars my Kallyr?
I remember long ago another heroes night like this In the firelight your red hair
flared like the Flame of Sartar high in Boldhome's square I could hear the thunder drums
The drones of battle pipes were cutting through the air

Can you see the walls of Whitewall?
I remember long ago they stood defiant and so proud It was Orlanth's last great temple
And we fought for freedom dear while Lunar foes pressed all around For as long as we could hold strong then the free winds they would blow And the mighty Storm of Orlanth yet strike terror 'gainst our foe.

What's that in the sky my Red Queen
Like a star yet burning red it seems to move against the night? Should I be afraid my Kallyr?
We were strong and heroes all, and we'd come to blow a storm But the tales I'd heard of Runegate
make me feel now so forlorn...

There was something in the air that night a fierce red light, my red queen
It was closing now to you and me
The white city, my red queen.
Though I wasn't sure yet what it was
I had regrets
If I had to do the same again
I might, my friend, my Red Queen

It was closer now my Red Queen
Every hour every minute seemed to last eternally I was so afraid my Kallyr
We were young and heroes all but few of us wanted to die And I'm not ashamed to say
The looming glow of chaos well it almost made me cry

There was something in the air that night a fierce red light, my red queen
It was the Crimson Bat you see
And so hungry, my red queen.
Though I was sure that we would flee
We held the wall
If I had to face that foe again
No way, my friend, my Red Queen

Now we're old and grey and wiser
And since those many years have gone I lift a lighter spear Can you see my scars my Red Queen?
Do you still recall that frightful eve on city height? You and Broyan beat the bloody Bat
The rest of us took flight.

There was something in the air that night a fierce red light, my red queen
It was the Crimson Bat you see
And so hungry, my red queen.
Though I was sure that I'd wet my kilt
I ran away
If I had to face that foe again
No way, my friend, my Red Queen

There was something in the air that night a fierce red light, my red queen
It was the Crimson Bat you see
And and eyeing me, my red queen.
And I was sure that we'd be all chewed
If we hung about
Oh if I had to face that foe again
No way, get out, my Red Queen.

Cheers

John