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As the dragon cuts the waves Strong winds take us east Like the wings of a beast Salt on my lips again I put my face in the wind Let the saga begin Heading where brave have travelled What eyes have never seen Miklagard we're on our way Where few have ever been Danger, toil and trouble Death may lie ahead But I'd rather die in glory Than fade away in bed Free, so free The waves of the see The taste of the wind Urging us on and the saga begins Free, so free In the storm you will see Holding on with a grin Odin with us let the saga begin From Dorestadt in franconia The best swords that are made In gold they be weighted Amber from Haithabu The gold of our shore We got plenty in store We'll sell on eastern markets And silken cloth we will buy Spices, glass and jewellery Of pleasure to the eye There is a fortune waiting For Those who choose this way A saga to be written To be told on future days