The wind is cold and heavy   And storms are in the sky   Our path across the nordland   Goes higher and more high      To left the sea we came from   To right the white hills with no tree.   The wind is growing colder   And shivering are we.      We drag with stiffening fingers   Our swords and up the hill   The path is steep and tangled   But leades to battles still      [Refrain]      Farewell now mountain vale and plain   Farewell now wind and frost and rain   And mist and cloud and heavens air   Ye star and moon so blinding fair.      Farewell now blade and bloom and grass   That see the changing season pass   Farewell sweet earth and northern sky   Forever blessed but here we die.