Where Ravens Fly - Himinbjorg

Fly mighty ravens fly

Fly up high in the sky…

Fly over the forests, over the mountains…

Fly over the seas, mighty ravens fly…

Black riders of the winds of destiny

Flying silently over my head

By fixing my calm and deep gaze on you

I raise my spirit which slowly mixes with yours

Then through your onyx eyes

I can see and know

Know the divine message

CArried over the wings of the northern wind

The ravens' spirit majestically flies

To the slow rhythm of our hearts…