The storm is getting colder
In a place of the frozen sun
Alone on the mountainside
Breathing the clearest winds.
The winds are everblowing
Blowing off the glaciers
Snow descend on the valley
Into the high impassable drifts.
So rightly I am watching
These mountains that I know
Forever standing here
These mountains northern face.
Mountains of might
Mountains of might
Mountains of might
Icicled peaks as far as the eye can see
I will reign this place alone
Cold blew into the valley wall
Snow was deeper there.
The storm is getting colder
In the place of the frozen sun
Alone on the mountainside
Breathing the clearest winds.
Mountains of might
Mountains of might
Mountains of might