Forefather These Lands
Soul of fire, heart of flame
I walk across these wintry plains
The biting cold, fresh and cool air
Fills my lungs and blows my hair
Great expanses unconquered by men~
A place to go by myself now and then
To empty my mind, close me eyes
And breath the pure life beneath the skies
The distant sun breaks through the clouds
And shines its rays on the cold ground
The winds howl at my ears
As they have through all the years
Small streams flow, the sound of the stones
These lands gave me my flesh, blood and bones
Steep hills, mighty climbs
These lands of our ancestors' times
