Here is another song I wrote, arranged and performed in the Gothic language. This time, it is about the Battle of Guadalete, fought by King Roderic of the Visigoths, who is considered to be their last king, against the Umayyad Caliphate who were beginning the Muslim Conquest of Spain in the year 711. It is thought that the defeat really spelled the end of the Gothic language in Spain, as Latin was rapidly becoming the language of government anyway and had already reduced the status of Gothic to a daily conversational tongue for many. Guadalete was the final nail in the coffin.

The generally accepted consensus is that Roderic was abandoned during the battle by other Visigoth nobles who had pledged their aid but sought the throne, so wished to see Roderic fall in battle. They were stationed on the flanks but withdrew as the enemy cavalry approached, leaving the Gothic army surrounded. It appears, however, as though the rivals of Roderic were slain in the battle anyway as they attempted to escape. This was the beginning of hundreds of years of Islamic dominion in Spain.

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Lyrics:

Faírraþrō qēmun us gáujam afgudaim
From afar they came, from impious lands


bairandans framaþja wēpna jah bōkōs
carrying foreign weapons and books


Hrōþireiks þiudans gōdakunda unsar
Roderic, our noble king

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ni aiw galēweiþ reiki sein þiuþeigō
will never surrender his blessed kingdom


Atta unsar
Our Father


þu in himinam
Who art in Heaven


weihnai
Hallowed


namō þein
Be Thy name


Nist anþar alja imma Xristau
There is none other than Him, the Christ


Unsara þiudangardi skalkinōþ Fraujin
Our kingdom serves the Lord


jah jabai driusaima habām galaubein
And though we may fall, we have faith


þatei Xristus Heispanja ananiujiþ
that Christ will renew Spain


Cruel, cold iron devours innocent blood
Sleiþ kald eisarn fraitiþ swikn blōþ


Our souls plead for retribution
Unsarōs saiwalōs bidjand fraweitis

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Iþ þarba þiudans trauaiþ argans
But the king, in need, puts his trust in cowards


Ubila spilla waihjōns andhuljanda
Terrible tidings of a battle will be revealed


Atta unsar
Our Father


qimai þiudinassus þeins
Thy Kingdom come


Wairþai
Be done


wilja þeins
Thy will


Nist anþar alja imma Xristau
There is none other than Him, the Christ


Unsara þiudangardi skalkinōþ Fraujin
Our kingdom serves the Lord


jah jabai driusaima habām galaubein
And though we may fall, we have faith


þatei Xristus Heispanja ananiujiþ
that Christ will renew Spain


Swe in himina jah ana aírþai
On Earth as it is in Heaven


Hlaif unsarana þana sinteinan gif uns himma daga
Our daily bread give us today


jah aflet uns þatei skulans sijaima
And forgive us our trespasses


swaswe jah weis afletam þaim skulam unsaraim
As we forgive those who trespass against us



jah ni briggais uns in fraistubnjai
And lead us not into temptation


ak lausei uns af þamma ubilin
But deliver us from evil


Amen


Þaírhgaggam dauþaus dalans diupans.
We march through death’s deep valleys

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Uslūkam haíruns, in haírdai standam
We draw swords, in a row we stand


Iþ þiudans lēwjada jah bileiþada
But the king is betrayed and abandoned


The heathens march onward and the king is slain
Þiudōs anagaggand jah þiudans slahada


Frauja! Armai uns!
Lord! Have mercy on us!


Frauja! Hilp unsara!
Lord! help us!

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Heispanja nasjaidau!
May Spain be saved!

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Libai aíkklesjo!
May the Church live!

Chorus x 2

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