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.
Castle as high as the ravens fly,
where Oden is waiting for me

Castle as high as the ravens fly!
Valhalla is waiting for me!