We were sailing towards
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the unknown in the open sea
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after the storm, our hope was lost
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in the raging waves but
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my old faith was never so strong,
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my viking heart don't fear the fate!
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Under Leif's christian command
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full of wild grapes was the land
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to which we approached
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and tried to live but no more
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hydromel was in our horns
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our viking hearts don't fear the fate!
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Twice a winter, we messed our beloved.
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Praying the lord,
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Leif sought a blessing for our souls
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Under his sign we abandoned our folks,
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now we are ready to unfurl the sails
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Naglfar the ship will not have our nails,
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our viking hearts don't fear the fate!
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Twice a winter we missed our beloved,
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to these shores our hearts do not belong!
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Our ship devours the ocean waste
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the sea is the nature on which we where born
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approaching our bay resound the viking horn
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the hammer triumphant,
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the cross now is torn,
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my viking heart still has faith!
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Twice a winter, we missed our beloved
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who did enlight the way to return?
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Mighty Thor bring me back home.
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Shores Of Finland
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| DoomSword |
