BACK ON NORTHERN SHORES | Dalszöveg és Magyar Fordítás (kattintásra)

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A thick fog lies ahead

The ocean's deadly calm

Their ship glides on the silent waves

Into the unknown

He cannot turn around

For him it's much too late

He puts his back into the oar

And rows towards his fate

The ship cuts through

The milk white mist

Through the blind they clearly hear

The oar strokes of their mighty fleet

Battle's drawing near

His heart pounds loud and wild

He's waited for this day

Then suddenly a dragon's head

Appears out of the haze

Back on the Northern shores

Just as he once swore

He vowed to return

And to make them burn

Then a Northern wind picks up

It sweeps the mist away

A might viking fleet appears

Patiently they wait

"Death or victory!"

Words by which they stand

No turning back! In for the kill!

Led by thy command!

"All men grab your swords and shields

The enemies lay ahead!

We'll make this bay our battlefield

and fill the waves with dead!"

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