In the heavens of your cold In the meadows of winter I am full of your voice And they can make us heather You running through my veins Your winds pierce my skin I bless you for this chanse Scandinavia inside me
There's a Bergen in my heart My blood is full of rivers He said, that all shall fall apart And then we’ll be deceivers You running with my blood Your winds pierce my eyes Scandinavia inside me Oh, please, give me just one survive