martes, 14 de junio de 2011


Ah, ah,
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.

The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new land,
to fight the horde, singing and crying: Valhalla, I am coming!

On we sweep with threshing oar, our only goal will be the estern shore.

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