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!
 Give 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