Late in life’s dawning morn I’ve seen a figure in the rain Standing idle beneath the storm At the end of memories lane Straight and tall his stance Like a calm island amongst the lost The thunder talked
In my mind this figure spoke And said like this "My children stand, never give into the alien yoke Take back your ancestors’ lands And give back life to your folk Even when chaos is at hand" And with a flash of this cloak Thunder crashed and he was gone
And my heart filled with life As distant memories flooded into me Giving rise to visions and pride Of warriors sailing from northern seas And battles fought both far and wide So that our children could be free Of alien ideals and the lies That have suppressed natural liberty
Late in life’s dawning mom I’ve seen a figure in the rain Standing idle beneath the storm At the end of memories lane Straight and tall his stance Like a calm island amongst the lost The thunder talked
In my mind this figure spoke And said like this "My children stand, never give into the alien yoke Take back your ancestors’ lands And give back life to your folk Even when chaos is at hand" And with a flash of this cloak Thunder crashed and he was gone!!!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
