Long have I drifted without a course A rudderless ship I have sailed The Nile just keeps flowing without a source Maybe all the seekers just failed?
To Holmgard and beyond In search of a bond Far from home I've come But the road has just begun
Breathing history Veiled in mystery The sublime The greatest of our time Tsargrad!
"Come with us to the south Write your name on our roll" I was told;
Konstantinopolis Sui generis The saints and emperors Of bygone centuries The man-made birds in their trees Out load their paean rings Immortality!
In astonishing colours the East meets the West The hill-banks arise in their green In wonder I sit on my empty chest As we glide down the strait in between
To Holmgard and beyond In search of a bond Distant church bells toll For their god they chant and troll
Breathing history Veiled in mystery The sublime The greatest of our time Tsargrad!
The Norwegian of rank In the court of The Prince I was convinced
Konstantinopolis Ten gates to eternity Seen all for centuries Your inconquerable walls Your temples and your halls See all, hear all, know it all
My sun rose in the North and now sets in the South The Golden Horn lives up to its name From tower to tower a chain guards its mouth Unbreakable, they claim
To Holmgard and beyond In a search of a bond Adventures lie ahead Many knots lie unravelled on my thread
Breathing history Veiled in mystery The sublime The greatest of our time Tsargrad!
Konstantinopolis Queen of the cities Your welcoming smile Made all worthwhile The sweat and the pain
Bathing in gold Endless rooftops unfold The sun sets for a while just to rise again
Great halls Great halls Greatest of all, MiklagardTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
