Wings Of Eagles

Driven out of Norway

To Iceland we set sail

My father then went further

To a place where we'd be safe

The barren soil of Greenland

Could not sustain our clan

We needed to go westward

To find a better land

We soar upon the wings of eagles

We fly across the open sea

We leave the rugged shores of Greenland

For a realm, a land, where we can be free

Then on an expedition

After days at sea

We saw on the horizon

A land of woods and fields

I would be the first man

To tread these newfound lands

Here we'd build our new life

Our future was in our own hands

Forty years of hard work

Struggling to survive

Fighting hard to tame the land

To make our people thrive

At first, we made some progress

In the end, we were too few

Our settlement decreased

And disillusion grew

After all these years of struggle

Of blood, tears, sweat and pain

We had to leave our newfound land

Our efforts were in vain

We soared upon the wings of eagles

We flew across the open waves

Our hearts yearned for the taste of freedom

To Vinland's shores we did set sail

Sailing west we found our new land

We tried to build a better life

But we had to go back to old Greenland

After years of hard work and futile strife