The sea belongs to me, But I never took for free,
I've seen how dreary [bad word] and turns away!
Everyone these oceans like home for me are made,
And on storm, bewildered waters, I've never been afraid!

But beckoning in the north a sign breaks memories [bad word] forth,
And it hurts my heart to know that I'm not home!
And if looking with closed eyes, I see Nordic forest pride,
And the place where I once was born!

sign from my son, Like the northwind sent from home,
dream to follow father, To what way he once begun!
Behold me now the elder, how the years have worn me down
I close my eyes and wonder, Where do these [bad word] from?

Now beckoning in the north a sign breaks memories [bad word] forth,
And it hurts my heart to know that I'm not home!
And if looking with closed eyes, I see Nordic forest pride,
And the place where I once was born!

yearning on the wing now brings me home,
promise not to leave you left alone!
Bearing North - There you are,
I recall you my dear pa

Young and boldly minded, No dreams could be destroyed,
Of being broke and hungry, But enrichened by this life!
Now the youngster falls in/follow fury and recall by ancient time,
Adventures, turn to moments, sipping memories like wine!

Then beckoning in the north a sign breaks memories [bad word] forth,
And it hurts my heart to know that I'm not home!
And if looking with closed eyes, I see Nordic forest pride,
And the place where I once was born!