Raven Astrid - Cold Wind Of The North

Cold wind of the north
Who calls through the pine
The lost gave us their names.
Now their
Names live in ours
Over the moore where the black ravens
Fly, we follow their wings through the pale winter sky
Ash in the valley, frost on the stone.
A
Voice in the distance is leading us home.
The shields have grown silent.
The fires have grown low.
But songs of the fallen still live in the snow.
Carry
Carry northern wind over mountain over sea
Carry carry northern wind.
And bring
Their voices back to us
Our mothers gave fire, our fathers gave stone.
The old earth beneath us gave
Strength of her own.
We drank from the river.
We slept beneath pine and carried
Their sorrow as though it were ours.
No
King shall command us.
No grave, make us kneel.
The north keeps its promise in iron and steel
Cold wind of the north, carry us home
Over the dark hills, over the snow.
Cold
Wind of the north call every name.
What
Winter has taken, we keep in the flame
Under moon
When we are weary, sing through the trees.
When we are silent, speak through
The leaves.
When our fire is fading and night closes in, breathe on the embers
Wake us again
Cold wind of the north
We remember them all