The wilderness

There I wandered through the bruised sand
And sea of Scandinavian
The land surrounded by magnificent creations
The nature's dream as a symphony of life
In silent voice
I awoke in simple sense
I felt I'm the image for the same mirror
The golden reflection and its shadow
Stars of the Nordic skies
Dance in harmony with the heavenly
Symphony of colours
The majestic Nordic lights
Appraise thee, O Master
For the gift of nature
Appraise thee
For the landscape of Scandinavia
O split the stone like walls
And shatter the frost like ashes
O cut down Thy hate like passions
Who can withstand Thy icy blows
O bend Thy word like the wind
O steer the breeze and let the water flow
Enter the peace of the North
Take by Thy hand in the gift of Swedish greatness
Bathing ancestors in solid wood
Who in the stills, the creator
O show me the beauty of the
Supernatural castings
By Thy wisdom in the tower
I have heard the word
Lift up the howl of praise
While raven and eagle soar in the mist of the sky
Proclaim it in our pastures
For the day of the Lord is near
Truth is upon us
Really I have seen Thy sign
The crimson moonlight