На Север [Na Sever] [English translation]

On foreign shores -

A tangle of Steel and Skies.

Within someone's eyes -

A tangle of Pain and Wrath.

Hey-oh! Whirlwinds are cleaved by a lacework of wings.

Within howling winds

We've heard the songs of the last Valkyries!

The skies are slashed,

And the waves are gashed by the jaws of the dragon...

Light and Wind

Are piercing the sounding rigging!

And the Moon -

I've waited for her, loved as my wife-to-be.

There's no time for sleep,

We are children of Gods - our fate is clear!

Our irises hold

The sharp cuts of everlasting ice.

Smells fresh of blood

The water on our canines!

See the glimmer

Of the blades amidst ravaged night's moans?

A word of farewell

With life, which grew shorter in moments!

The chase is eternal,

Our faith is forever to fly above sea.

Pale Norns are whispering:

"To the North, you are of grey, you are beasts!"

But when the first ray of sun

Over cold water shall roam,

Greet us, our faithful -

We've returned home!

We've returned home...

We've returned home!

Greet your warriors,

We've returned home.

Still on different shores -

A tangle of Steel and Skies.

And within dead eyes -

A tangle of Pain and Wrath!

Steel and Skies... Pain and Wrath...

Light and Wind...

To the North, you are of grey, you are beasts,

To the North...