Not far from hill As I can feel There is a house of yours Not far from mine I’m crossing line To make my simple choice. And you still wait As careless fate When I will knock your door And I will come As strong and calm As Scandinavian Thor. My hammer will Disturb the hill And you will open eyes I crossed the line You will be mine And you will say, surprise! Your woe will die And bright blue sky Will give us wings for flight I want to be A part of thee In arms of day and night.