| Homeland we’re leaving, we are retreiving
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| Our right to stand alone, we cannot stay here
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| Fear not what must be, we must cross the sea
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| On our own
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| Standing alone
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| Always we got by on our own
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| Under stormy skies through rain, wind and raging sea
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| Head into the unknown, leave behind
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| Bonds that may bind, circumstance that keep us behind
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| Rise to meet the day, hold high torches passed throught time
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| Fear not what you might find.
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| Ver sterk mín sál á køldu náttarvakt
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| Har eingi altarljós til gudar brenna
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| Har hvør ein vón av fannkava var takt
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| Og hjarta ongan hita meir kann kenna
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| Ver stór mín sál sum rúmdar kalda tøgn
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| Ið eina er, tá sloknar lívsins søgn.
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| Roads are long and oceans far and wide
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| Nights are cold and skies are dark and gray
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| Ride the autumn wind and evening tide
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| Time is long and land is far away
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| Out on the sea
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| Waitng for me
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| Storms are raging violently
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| Still we sail on silently.
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| We seek to tame the torrents and tides
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| Master the mights
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| Sail with me across the raging sea
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| Write your tale into eternity
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| Still we’ve sighted only sea till now
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| As we sail I sometimes wonder how
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| Rest in the twilight, I have gained insight
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| Since the deeds of younger days
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| Now I’m wiser, raise my eyes gaze across the sea
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| And recall when we sailed away
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| Sought a new way
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| How I longed for far far away
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| In the sun set glow
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| I dreamt of another land
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| A thousand years from that day
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| Cattle die
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| Kinsmen will die
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| I myself must die too someday
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| All are mortal men, but fair fame will never fade
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| For the man who wins it.
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| Ver sterk mín sál á køldu náttarvakt
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| Har eingi altarljós til gudar brenna
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| Har hvør ein vón av fannkava var takt
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| Og hjarta ongan hita meir kann kenna
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| Ver stór mín sál sum rúmdar kalda tøgn
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| Ið eina er, tá sloknar lívsins søgn.
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| Roads are long and oceans far and wide
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| Nights are cold and skies are dark and gray
|
| Ride the autumn wind and evening tide
|
| Time is long and land is far away
|
| Out on the sea
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| Waitng for me
|
| Storms are raging violently
|
| Still we sail on silently
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| We seek to tame the torrents and tides
|
| Master the mights
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| Sail with me across the raging sea
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| Write your tale into eternity
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| Still we’ve sighted only sea till now
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| As we sail I sometimes wonder how far to Asgaard. |