Far in the North, where sunbeams not fall
Behind the high mountains and dark forests
Lake is being frozen with eternal frost
Under the ice there are two small stars
Looking at the world from out there.
Seeing all within, they lay in the bottom there for hundred years.
Two little eyes of someone who not dwells here on earth.
Every night they are shining bright out of frozen lake,
Lightning all Northen sky,
Alas! No living creature never reach the place
Where this lake is. No living creature will stand this terrible cold
What these eyes are summoning.
The heart of the North, how beatiful and repellent this place,
No silly human will deprave it with his presence,
Sacred land there His eyes watching over us
Never to be reached.
Mystical Nordic maelstrom
© Copyright: Varg, 2003
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