I see in the northern sky Again the magic of the winter night Like colourful dancing curtains I will never forget this moment According to the legend When foxes made fire Sparks they whisked Up into the sky I'm the child so favoured Under bright mystic glow Now she is whispering for me The goddess of dawn Aurora is calling me My name is written into the solar winds Like flames in the sky burning bright I'm the child, conceived under the northern lights According to the legend When foxes made fire Sparks they whisked Up into the sky I'm the child so favoured Under bright mystic glow Now she is whispering for me The goddess of dawn The Sky is turning red like bloodshed On the battlefield of many thousands dead Listen to the mystic sounds when spirits are whispering And singing for the god of north wind According to the legend When foxes made fire Sparks they whisked Up into the sky I'm the child so favoured Under bright mystic glow Now she is whispering for me The goddess of dawn