Imagen por Juan Sebastián Villa Ortiz
Far in the sea their drakars are coming back,
their voices I can hear, flying with the wind,
they're coming from the battlefield,
where they've fought for fatherland,
blessed by the nornes, protected by the gods.
Their footprints on the sand,
they are finally in their own land.
Have you heard about one of them?
Have you heard about my beloved man?
Do you know where is he tonight?
Do you know why he did not come back?
Where are you, love of mine?
Where are you, my beloved man?
I can recognize your shield,
I know this is your sword.
No, I do not want them,
I want you to return home.
Have you heard about one of them?
Have you heard about my beloved man?
Do you know where is he tonight?
Do you know why he did not come back?
You made the mjölnir that's hanging of my neck,
you made the son that's sleeping in my womb.
Yours will be the tears going to my feet,
but mine (I know) will be your sweet chant memory.
Where are you, love of mine?
Where are you, my beloved man?
They have finally returned,
to their fatherland, to their homes.
One of them is missing,
one of them is with the gods.
Enjoy your Valhalla, love of mine.
His footprints on the sand,
he is finally in his own land.