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.]