Paroles de Northern Wind

Northern Wind from Mountain of Doom Came to this world ages ago Born of the roots, oaken old roots To make man's heart grow strong Viking boats have gone Against the whole world Towards the unknown grounds Northern Wind was watching their victory Has set their paths Northern Wind was carrying a smell of death And praised the heroes Northern Wind returned to fatherland When the end has come Northern Wind is dreaming under the veil of frost Northern Wind shall return within thousand years