Over rivers and seas
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cross valleys and heaths,
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to the edge of the world and back
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our journey did lead.
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Father up in the sky
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let the ravens fly,
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to soar aside our ship of oak as
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wild oceans we ride.
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In the prow I stand
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hungry for dry land.
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A homeward hammerheart.
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Northwind embrace me
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as I face the horizon.
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Carry me safe ashore
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as you did my brethren of yore.
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Through the days and nights
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through triumphant fights,
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we have roamed these far away lands with
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no peace in sight.
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Mother north of old
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let me taste your cold.
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Sooth my weary head with visions
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that your nature holds.
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We're sailing dark waters
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come raven come and be our guide.
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We're sons of the north star
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so blow wind blow, onwards we will ride.
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Northwind
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Falconer |