| Song | Five Hundred And One |
| Artist | Turisas |
| Album | The Varangian Way |
| 作曲 : Mathias Nygård/Olli Vänskä | |
| 作词 : Mathias Nygård | |
| New friends | |
| Last night | |
| An offer was made | |
| Nordbrikt | |
| Would leave | |
| Five hundred strong | |
| Long is the hour when lying awake | |
| Sleeping is hard when so much is at stake | |
| I've reached my goal, called the final door | |
| Behind it- three doors more | |
| Lying in my bed | |
| Thinking of the things they said | |
| Time is running out | |
| What to do I moon about | |
| Out in the open sea I've swum without a sight | |
| A sight of an opposite shore, a sight of some light | |
| Turning back, staying here, my strength is running out | |
| Forward, or I drown | |
| Rising from my bed | |
| Thinking of the things they said | |
| The moment draws nigh | |
| One chance a year when the water is high | |
| Corridors | |
| I run | |
| Heavy doors | |
| Which one? | |
| Where did I come from? Was I already here? | |
| It all seems familiar, yet I have no idea | |
| New friends | |
| Last night | |
| An offer was made | |
| Nordbrikt | |
| Would leave | |
| Five hundred and one | |
| "Joy and sorrow we have encountered | |
| Always stood as one | |
| Your heart will follow, and maybe tomorrow | |
| You will find what you seek | |
| Go now, and don't look back! | |
| Bring my greetings to the Greek King!" | |
| The wind flew the raven banner with pride | |
| Eagles were soaring aloft | |
| Filled with hope and excitement side by side | |
| Five hundred and one cast off | |
| So long is the way to the unknown | |
| Long is the way we have come | |
| At the head of the ships a horn was blown | |
| We sailed off with the morning sun | |
| Five hundred and one |
| zuò qǔ : Mathias Nyg rd Olli V nsk | |
| zuò cí : Mathias Nyg rd | |
| New friends | |
| Last night | |
| An offer was made | |
| Nordbrikt | |
| Would leave | |
| Five hundred strong | |
| Long is the hour when lying awake | |
| Sleeping is hard when so much is at stake | |
| I' ve reached my goal, called the final door | |
| Behind it three doors more | |
| Lying in my bed | |
| Thinking of the things they said | |
| Time is running out | |
| What to do I moon about | |
| Out in the open sea I' ve swum without a sight | |
| A sight of an opposite shore, a sight of some light | |
| Turning back, staying here, my strength is running out | |
| Forward, or I drown | |
| Rising from my bed | |
| Thinking of the things they said | |
| The moment draws nigh | |
| One chance a year when the water is high | |
| Corridors | |
| I run | |
| Heavy doors | |
| Which one? | |
| Where did I come from? Was I already here? | |
| It all seems familiar, yet I have no idea | |
| New friends | |
| Last night | |
| An offer was made | |
| Nordbrikt | |
| Would leave | |
| Five hundred and one | |
| " Joy and sorrow we have encountered | |
| Always stood as one | |
| Your heart will follow, and maybe tomorrow | |
| You will find what you seek | |
| Go now, and don' t look back! | |
| Bring my greetings to the Greek King!" | |
| The wind flew the raven banner with pride | |
| Eagles were soaring aloft | |
| Filled with hope and excitement side by side | |
| Five hundred and one cast off | |
| So long is the way to the unknown | |
| Long is the way we have come | |
| At the head of the ships a horn was blown | |
| We sailed off with the morning sun | |
| Five hundred and one |