Never On A Sunday
All of nights nine
Wounded by the spear, given to myself
Enlightened I'll become
No horn they upheld, nor handed me bread
I looked below me, aloud I cried
Caught up the runes, caught them up wailing
Then to the ground I fell again
I know that I hung in this tree
All of nights nine
Wounded by the spear, given to myself
Enlightened I'll become
From the son of Bolthorn, Bestla's father
I mastered mighty songs nine
And a drink I had from the strongest mead
Got out from? thraerir
Valdr galga
Yggdr
Castles In The Air
And if she asks you why,ÂÂ
you can tell her that I told youÂÂ
That I'm tired of castles in the air.ÂÂ
I've got a dream I want the world to shareÂÂ
And castle walls just lead me to despair.ÂÂ
Hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky,ÂÂ
A dream come true, I'll live there till I die.ÂÂ
I'm asking you to say my last goodbye.ÂÂ
The love we knew ain't worth another try.ÂÂ
Save me from all the trouble and the pain.ÂÂ
I know I'm weak, but I can't face that girl again.ÂÂ
Tell her the reasons why I can't remain,ÂÂ
Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain.ÂÂ
But how can words express the feel of sunlight in the morning,ÂÂ
In the hills, away from city strife.ÂÂ
I need a country woman for my wife;ÂÂ
I'm city born, but I love the country life.ÂÂ
For I cannot be part of the cocktail generation:ÂÂ
Partners waltz, devoid of all romance.ÂÂ
The music plays and everyone must dance.ÂÂ
I'm bowing out. I need a second chance.ÂÂ
Save me from all the trouble and the pain.ÂÂ
I know I'm weak, but I can't face that girl again.ÂÂ
Tell her the reasons why I can't remain,ÂÂ
Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain.ÂÂ
And if she asks you why, you can tell her that I told youÂÂ
That I'm tired of castles in the air.ÂÂ
I've got a dream I want the world to shareÂÂ
And castle walls just lead me to despair.