Who are you warlike men
 Wearing grey armour that is stained [bad word] 
 Breaking the ocean surge
 Warden of deserted shores
 Stands on his abandoned coast
 Leading troops over the sea
 None of them have landed yet
 One last sleep 'till the end

 Mother ocean, spread your arms around me
 Mother ocean, let your [bad word] towards me
 Under my lonely sky
 He is [bad word] man
 And when the raven died
 I stared into his cold eyes
 I saw it all unfold
 And saw what this life was about

 Beneath my wings my brothers lie
 When the fierce winds hurtle by
 On either side and 'neath my breast
 Our sons have known no other rest

 O' mighty father, lead us far
 With hope and songs of love and war
 Over the black sea and white foam
 From here their children will find home
 Remember days from long ago
 Slowly we wander to and fro
 But now dead winds that blur the light
 Pierce deep our feathers thin and light