Vast forests with evergreen trees
Foggy hills the eye can see
The wind sweeps through a valley
That lies by the deep blue see
A village from another time
Awakens with the misty dawn
This is my home my mind shows me
The home that I will never see
Small houses, carved in dragonheads and runes
The smell of tar and burning wood
Men and women breathe their souls to their craft
Some dancing to the lyre's tunes


A young man wraps his arms round me
One dancing flame we came to be
The only vows I chose to know
This is the place I call my home
Oh, the vision tortures me
I will never really see
I will never smell its smell
Nor touch the face of my loved one
My village by the deep blue sea
Today an ugly factory
Oh, why has it become my fate?
That I am here one thousand years too late