All across the frozen land, across endless tundra
Our great fathers once rode
To the mighty north
Where cruel and cold winds shape the landscape
Where kingdom of Vanaheim once stood
All across the frozen land
To kingdom where our gods once lived

West of Blue Mountains
Then towards the great north
Our mighty fathers rode
Across the Taiga river, they stroke forth
To bid welcome immortality
To ride the Cimmerian fields in eternity