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Hours have passed since our lucky escape
The dwarven ship is hard to sail
In heavy fog above this land
We slowly can see a shape

On the highest branch of the biggest oak
On these far-reaching meadows
From his nocturnal sleep a falcon awoke
And Hjálmar, our captain spoke:

"Fly proudly, oh falcon, you native of the air
Free as you are - fly everywhere
Of your freedom, my friend, take very good care
Cause without it you'll be lost in despair!"

And as if the falcon had understood
It stretched its silver wings
And the wind has carried it far away
To the plains and hills and springs!

"Sail proudly, my fellows, brave men of Thousandsprings
Free as you are - live, sail and sing
Of our freedom, my friends, we'll take very good care
And to the Eastern dwarves we will fare!"

Lalalai lala lai...

We have no ore! We have no gold!
But the last thing dying is our hope
No return! Too far we have come!
Let us sing, let us hum
Our songs from home!

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