Shores in Flames歌词

作词 : Quorthon
作曲 : N/A
Mother winter leaves our land，
And opens wide the seas，
The lukewarm breeze does beckon me，
As it whispers through the trees，
It says: Set your sails，
And let me take your ship to foreign shores，
Take farewell of those near you,
And your land of the North!
The wild cold deep black ocean's waves，
Invites my hungry heart，
Cry not my love I'll return，
Only death can keep us apart，
Oden in the sky up high，
Let the Ravens of yours fly，
To guide us on our sail to foreign shores，
Let your Ravens fly，
The wind blows through my hair，
And fills our sails with hope and pride，
Caress these lines of Oak, wind，
Do not throw us all aside，
The wild cold deep black ocean's waves，
As wide as sky above，
Carry us,
oh, Gods of sea，
Don't take us down below，
Now approach the shore at dawn，
All is still the light of daybreak is yet to be born，
Clad in morning dew asleep，
The city's walls rise before us men from the seas，
Carrying cold steel at our sides，
No time to lose at sunbirth
we attack the city by surprise，
Down the coastlines with the wind we reign，
Men of the North we leave the shores in flames，
Shores in Flames
Shores in Flames，
Shores in Flames
Shores in Flames，
Fire!
Tor of thunder way up high，
Swing your Hammer that cracks the sky，
Send the wind to fill our sails and take us home，
Guide your sons, us, home，
When the wind cries out my name，
And time has come for me to die，
Then wrap me in my cape，
And lay my sword down at my side
Then place me on a ship of Oak，
And let it drift with tide，
Let the flames purify my soul，
On its way to hall up high，
Up high，
Up high，
Up high，
Up high，
Fire!编辑于2023/05/11更新