Northwind

Over rivers and seas

cross valleys and heaths,

to the edge of the world and back

our journey did lead.

Father up in the sky

let the ravens fly,

to soar aside our ship of oak as

wild oceans we ride.

In the prow I stand

hungry for dry land.

A homeward hammerheart.

Northwind embrace me

as I face the horizon.

Carry me safe ashore

as you did my brethren of yore.

Through the days and nights

through triumphant fights,

we have roamed these far away lands with

no peace in sight.

Mother north of old

let me taste your cold.

Sooth my weary head with visions

that your nature holds.

We're sailing dark waters

come raven come and be our guide.

We're sons of the north star

so blow wind blow, onwards we will ride.