Free

As the dragon cuts the waves
Strong winds take us east
Like the wings of a beast.

Salt on my lips again
I put my face in the wind
Oh, let the the saga begin
Let the saga begin.

Heading where brave have traveled
What eyes have never seen
Miklagard we're on our way
Where few have ever been.

Danger, toil and trouble
Death may lie ahead
But I'd rather die in glory
Than fade away in bed.

Free, so free
The waves of the see
The taste of the wind
Urging us on and the saga begins.

Free, so free
In the storm you will see
Holding on with a grin
Odin with us let the saga begin.

From Dorestadt in franconia
The best swords that are made
In gold they be weighted.

Amber from Haithabu
The gold of our shore
We got plenty in store.

We'll sell on eastern markets
And silken cloth we'll buy
Spices, glass and jewellery
A pleasure to the eye.

There is a fortune waiting
For Those who choose this way
A saga to be written
To be told on future days.