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Made by Stefan Lång for Hoshi Music Don't forget to click like, and feel free to continue following me here on the channel. / @hoshimusic70 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.