Seven days walking down
Following a star
As far as we can see
Nor the shadow of a tree
Frozen lands
Cold endless nights

We sailed West the fifth of May
(Such) A windy day
Was a sad goodbye
To the Caledonian coasts
Just a day and
Skelling’s view was lost

Land of nothing, desert of ice
Which secret, should you hide?
Walk, men, look down.

Land of nothing, desert of ice
I dreamt about you twice
Walk, men, look down.

Seven days from the coast
Our hopes were lost
Through the frozen land.
Seven corpses in the wind
Seven stories
None will (ever) sing.

Second day of November
Now I’m alone
I can’t remember.
It would take a younger heart
When all is gone
To keep despair apart

A drunk sailor tale
Brought me here to die
In such a frozen day
I wish it was still May.

SOLO

A drunk sailor tale
Brought me here to die
Just seven sad sights
Lost in the winter wind

A drunk sailor tale
Brought me here to die
Just seven frozen tears
Hidden in a frozen see

I remember your grey eyes
I remember other tears
And a land forever green
And its now forbidden shores.

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