Sailing to the unfriendly regions of the North
Some whales were following us, making sounds of warning
The curious giants were playing with each other,
Spying on the expedition's ships

The Arctic Circle closed its arms around our fate
We are sealed on this central ocean

We have settled on the frozen zone of the tundra
Blinding days, snowing with out end
The winter months are furiously approaching
The pole will turn his white back to the sun

The Arctic Circle closed its arms around our fate
We are sealed on this central ocean