Cold and icy breathes touch my skin. And the wind blows through the trees. I see the rising sun behind the hills and sunbeams on the sea. My powerful homeland - I will follow you to death! With your beautiful seaside - ´till I´ll take my last breath! The mountains soar out of the blue ocean And the waves break at the stones. I feel that I´m stirred by all my emotions, Stinging pains drill through my bones. When I´m dead I´ll start my journey In my boat i over the sea. A Castle as high as the ravens fly, where Oden is waiting for me A Castle as high as the ravens fly! Valhalla is waiting for me!