The Battle Of Brunkeberg 1471 English Version

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The Battle of Brunkeberg took place on 10 October 1471 just outside Stockholm, Sweden. It was fought between the forces of Sten Sture the Elder, leading Swedish separatists, and King Christian I of Denmark, who sought to strengthen control over Sweden within the Kalmar Union. The fighting centered around the ridge of Brunkebergsåsen, where Sture’s troops — a mix of peasants, burghers, and mercenaries — managed to surround and push back the Danish-led army.

The battle ended in a decisive Swedish victory. King Christian I was wounded and forced to withdraw, while Sten Sture’s success greatly increased his prestige and helped solidify Swedish resistance to Danish dominance. The outcome became a powerful symbol of Swedish patriotism and independence, marking an important step toward the eventual breakup of the Kalmar Union.

Lyrics:

Cold wind over Stockholm town, shadows on the stone
Noble crowns and hired blades, fighting for the throne
Foreign steel upon our fields, banners in the sky
But from the hills the call was heard: “Swedes, stand up or die!”

From Dalarna they marched, with axes in their hands
Farmers, sons, and soldiers, defenders of their land

Brunkeberg! Hear the thunder roar!
For the heart of the North we are fighting once more
Raise the flag, let the freedom ring
For the people, the homeland, for our chosen king
Brunkeberg! On that fateful day
We swore that no tyrant would take us away
Through the smoke, through the fire and pain
Swedish hearts will rise again

Christian’s host was armored strong, mercenaries tall
Golden mail and foreign tongues, waiting for the call
But simple men in worn-out boots would break the iron line
Led by Sten the Younger, sworn to hold the shrine

Across the ridge they charged, through arrow, blood, and flame
History was written, and Sweden spoke its name

Brunkeberg! Hear the thunder roar!
For the heart of the North we are fighting once more
Raise the flag, let the freedom ring
For the people, the homeland, for our chosen king
Brunkeberg! On that fateful day
We swore that no tyrant would take us away
Through the smoke, through the fire and pain
Swedish hearts will rise again

No gold, no crown, no ancient right
Can steal a land that stands united in the fight
From lake to sea, from field to fjord
We held the line with axe and sword
For every fallen brother’s name
The fire in our blood became a flame

“Defend your home, defend your kin…”
The whisper turned to battle hymn

Brunkeberg! Let the world recall
How a freeborn people refused to fall
Raise the flag, let the freedom ring
For the people, the homeland, for our chosen king
Brunkeberg! With a cry so loud
We forged a future, unbroken and proud
Through the smoke, through the fire and pain
Swedish hearts will rise again

On Brunkeberg the ravens flew
But from that day a nation grew
In northern winds the story’s told—
Of iron hearts and souls of gold.