Текст песни
From the frost of the North where the icy winds blow
Across the deep fjords through the mountains and snow
Too tall for a stallion too strong for a gate
He walked his own path to meet his fate
The longships were hungry the dragonprows lean
They sought out the valleys and banks of the Seine
No king could outrun him no army could stand
Against the great giant who marched on the land
Oh sing of the Viking who walked on his feet
Where the salt of the sea and the riverbanks meet
From the raid to the reign let the wanderer see
He planted the banner of fair Normandy
King Charles gave a promise to settle the strife
To trade in the sword for a peaceful new life
The warrior knelt down as the bells began ringing
To trade in the plunder for songs they were singing
He guarded the coast where the green grasses grow
Protecting the soil from the kin he did know
A father to dukes and a shield for the weak
The strength of his spirit gave voice to the meek
He didn’t need silver he didn’t need gold
But a place for his people to come from the cold
A bridgе between worlds that he built with his hand
The walker who stayed to take care of the land
Oh sing of the Viking who walked on his feet
Where the salt of the sea and the riverbanks meet
From the raid to the reign let the wanderer see
He planted the banner of fair Normandy
No horse could sustain him his stride was too wide
So he conquered the world with the power of pride
Rollo the Walker the first of his line
Where the North and the West in his spirit entwine
