She's a tribute for my King.
But her voice makes my heart feel strange.
Her eyes make my knees feel weak.
Her scent makes my body tighten.
When I close my eyes I see her face…
When the storms winds blow they whisper her name…
The gods and goddesses urge me on…
She's yours, they shout from the clouds…
She's yours, they whisper from the waves…
She's yours to keep, Viking!
So what will you do?
What will you do, Viking?!