New friends
Last night
An offer was made

Nordbrikt
Would leave
Five hundred strong

Long is the hour when lying awake
Sleeping his hard when so much is at stake
I've reached my goal, called the final door
Behind it- three doors more

Lying in my bed
Thinking of the things they said
Time [bad word] out
What to do I moon about

Out in the open sea I've swum without a sight
sight of an opposite shore, a sight of some light
Turning back, staying here, my strength [bad word] out
Forward, or I drown

Rising from my bed
Thinking of the things they said
The moment draws nigh
One chance a year when the water is high

Corridors
 [bad word] 
Heavy doors
Which one?

Where did [bad word] from? Was I already here?
It all seems familiar, yet I have no idea

New friends
Last night
An offer was made

Nordbrikt
Would leave
Five hundred and one

"Joy and sorrow we have encountered
Always stood as one
Your heart will follow, and maybe tomorrow
You will find what you seek

Go now, and don't look back!
Bring my greetings to the Greek King!"

The wind flew the raven banner with pride
Eagles were soaring aloft
Filled with hope and excitement side by side
Five hundred and one cast off

So long is the way to the unknown
Long is the way we [bad word] 
At the head of the ships a horn was blown
We sailed off with the morning sun
Five hundred and one