Winds of Odin thy thunder storms
Sail on waves of the endless foes
Opulent beauty ask not for love
Fading image of home now lost
Buried wishes nor despair
Silent words seeks light nor fear
Fading view of land or men
Washed away by the endless rain
I am taking my chances
Sailing far from my home
Behind are my fathers
Infront raging storms
There is light and desires
In this great open sea
Waiting for the horizon
For bringing some land to me