How Far to Asgaard

	作曲 : Holm, Joensen, Streymoy
	A journey, with which we attempt to look beyond our boundaries
	To answer questions asked for centuries
	Will it not only leave us with more and greater mysteries
	That's the question, that is
	What keeps me rowing, I'm sick of this strife
	I don't know where we're going, we trusted Leif
	He said, "You'll see Vineland is out there
	I can take us there I know where we are going
	Don't deny your need for knowing how far
	all goes on and where the oceans end
	The autumn wind and evening tide will take us through Midgaard"
	Still we've sighted only sea till now
	As we sail I sometimes wonder how far to Asgaard
	Greatness lies within the silence of the ocean
	Where we end is not our decision
	and though hidden, fate is fixed with no evasion
	All men should try to live each
	Day for the evening, each week for the end
	each summer for the winter, each life for death
	Tell me, does this all have a meaning
	And Leif Ericsson just stared into the distance
	And asked the questions, "How far does it
	all go on and where do oceans end
	The autumn wind and evening tide will take us through Midgaard"
	Still we've sighted only sea till now
	As we sail I sometimes wonder how far to Asgaard
	Dagurin skín so fagurliga
	Komið er hægst á summarið

	zuò qǔ : Holm, Joensen, Streymoy
	A journey, with which we attempt to look beyond our boundaries
	To answer questions asked for centuries
	Will it not only leave us with more and greater mysteries
	That' s the question, that is
	What keeps me rowing, I' m sick of this strife
	I don' t know where we' re going, we trusted Leif
	He said, " You' ll see Vineland is out there
	I can take us there I know where we are going
	Don' t deny your need for knowing how far
	all goes on and where the oceans end
	The autumn wind and evening tide will take us through Midgaard"
	Still we' ve sighted only sea till now
	As we sail I sometimes wonder how far to Asgaard
	Greatness lies within the silence of the ocean
	Where we end is not our decision
	and though hidden, fate is fixed with no evasion
	All men should try to live each
	Day for the evening, each week for the end
	each summer for the winter, each life for death
	Tell me, does this all have a meaning
	And Leif Ericsson just stared into the distance
	And asked the questions, " How far does it
	all go on and where do oceans end
	The autumn wind and evening tide will take us through Midgaard"
	Still we' ve sighted only sea till now
	As we sail I sometimes wonder how far to Asgaard
	Dagurin skí n so fagurliga
	Komi er h gst á summari