I’m out to search for the daughter of the North
Travelling on a long, distant path
Arriving slowly and too late
Looking for those Northern shores.
At night in the sea of stars I see
That edge of heaven
Where my daughter of the North lives
How do I even get to the winds
Which visit it?
Years of looking for her go by.
My beautiful daughter of the North
Where is your white dress?
How golden is your hair now,
where is your cart of stars?
At night in the sea of stars I see
That edge of the sky
Where my daughter of the North lives
How do I even get to the winds
Which visit it?
Years of looking for her go by.