Viking (chris Judge Smith) - текст песни
Viking (chris Judge Smith)
Looking out forward over the prow of our long ship, Pulling our oars and listening to the foam; Helmets and sheepskins salt-damp in the sea-mist: We're going home.
Aslak of Langadale, Einar Thorgeirsson, Olaf the White and Sigurd the Powerful...
Looking for constellations above the horizon, West wind cutting sharper than our blades; Smiling forever into an endless sunrise, We're flying on the waves.
Thorfin Karlsefny, Aud the Deep-Minded, Snorri Thorbrandsson, Thorstein the Black....
Out of dark Vinland, with grey waves racing before us - We want no rest. Back to the homeland, Iceland, sleeping in winter - Back from the West. Five years we roam; Now we're going home.
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