Gunnhild

Other, slowing down Running to save my soul Though I, I had known her power Eyes that fade and glisten Calling his name You burnt my heart out with your tongue I dreamt the south lands had but gone These anchored hearts avowed To find the lady out Searching For so long Mother, sewn my lot Whether asleep or lost Atone, in fire and stone, to keep her The path's lost again Winter caused our end All sons must wait they say This world may break, all sons must wait This world may break, all sons must wait