Where the ice surrounds most of what you see,
I was born and raised
Even breaking summer was cold in the nights,
when the sun died red,
My father, a smith,
in iron and steel casted for me a sword
I held the bone pommel and learned how to fight
when I was just four.
I remember the day when I left my kin,
far away in time
With a hundred men I came to these coasts
from the winter's land
Through the endless sea
we sailed our drakkar seeking glory
And that's how it starts the conquest of dreams,
our story.
To the highland hills Odin's guidance
brought our ship through the mysts,
We stepped on the ground,
meadows at our feet, caressed by the breeze
From that moment on,
we knew we would never be the same
In time we found love and Muireadach
was our new given name.
There are two great things that
norse men are taught as soon as they walk
The first is to sail,
fearless of the storms, fearless of the dark
The other, the art of handling the sword,
defending our pride
No matter how fierce the opponent appears,
we stand side by side.
Therefore son, you'll learn to sail
and to fight as I myself did
To keep and pass through someday
to your sons the ways of my kin
The Muireadach ones shall remain in time
inspite of the events
Now history lives within you and me,
and those hundred men.
[chorus]
Let my drakkar sail to the sound of the pipes
Blowing from the highlands, my new paradise
As seabrave, a viking, so proud of my kin
I came seeking conquest, and conquered I've been
Now I know that a warrior is allowed to be a man
Since, Odin!, you turned me into a Muireadach one.
I was born and raised
Even breaking summer was cold in the nights,
when the sun died red,
My father, a smith,
in iron and steel casted for me a sword
I held the bone pommel and learned how to fight
when I was just four.
I remember the day when I left my kin,
far away in time
With a hundred men I came to these coasts
from the winter's land
Through the endless sea
we sailed our drakkar seeking glory
And that's how it starts the conquest of dreams,
our story.
To the highland hills Odin's guidance
brought our ship through the mysts,
We stepped on the ground,
meadows at our feet, caressed by the breeze
From that moment on,
we knew we would never be the same
In time we found love and Muireadach
was our new given name.
There are two great things that
norse men are taught as soon as they walk
The first is to sail,
fearless of the storms, fearless of the dark
The other, the art of handling the sword,
defending our pride
No matter how fierce the opponent appears,
we stand side by side.
Therefore son, you'll learn to sail
and to fight as I myself did
To keep and pass through someday
to your sons the ways of my kin
The Muireadach ones shall remain in time
inspite of the events
Now history lives within you and me,
and those hundred men.
[chorus]
Let my drakkar sail to the sound of the pipes
Blowing from the highlands, my new paradise
As seabrave, a viking, so proud of my kin
I came seeking conquest, and conquered I've been
Now I know that a warrior is allowed to be a man
Since, Odin!, you turned me into a Muireadach one.