The Voice Of The Gods 歌词

Now finally on the way Strong winds will take us home No one we will obey But our gods all alone The oars are gliding in The blackened nordic sea And driven by the wind The waves we must defeat The voice we can here is the old northern call Still guiding us on our course This song in the wind born in warrior's hall Is leading our way back home Arrival is a feast We've been gone for far too long Remembering the dead Many brothers, they are gone But with their swords in hand And restless souls within We'll return to the land That they are buried in You feel the bond when you are born Where mountains touch the sky Eternal ice and raging storms Up where the eagles fly You hear the hooves of Sleipnir pound Wolves and ravens by his side With one eye watch us through the clouds And take us as we die