Battleships are leaving port
They are heading north
Squadrons of cruisers are coming forth
The cold Norwegian fjords awaits
Trained in the Baltic sea
They head for a destiny
Less glorious than it was set out to be
Ice cold Norwegian fjords awaits
The water shines so crystal bright
Led by the moon this beautiful night
When the nigh time dawns and the mist comes
The iron monster glides into the northern shores
Lanterns are shut, but the ship is spotted
From Rauøy fort the alarm goes off
A threat to our nation is in our waters
At 04.21 the first bomb of Oscarborg is shot
Smoke fills the ship
As fuel and ammunition catches fire
51 shots on the starboard side
Torpedoing the Blücher entirely
Soldier are burned
And chocked by smoke
Thrown overboard
In the fjord so cold
1000 German soldiers die this April 9th
The exquadrare is turning
As they see how their mothership is burning
They set full retreat
In this battle they suffer deafeat