Forefathers draw

Runes on this cliff

I feel a breath

Of the past

Lapping of gray waves

Near my feet

I resurrect in memory

The past



[Chorus:]

Listen to the old gods -

They're so alive

In my brain I hear they

Forever stained cry

Listen to your heart

Up to peak of pleasure

Here eternal spring

Inaccessible treasure



I taking off

My clothes

I give myself

To northern wind

Easy like a plume

I fly away in skies

Winds whisper

In my ears the lullaby



[Chorus.]