On the outskirts of what the glaciers left us Symbiotic keepsakes of olden times They created dynamic structure of living Meticulously sheltering and harvesting the eider Then man began to probe Bask in the fossilized abode Wild weather brought layers of death To the bird people of Nordland There they lie, oh joy In beautiful abundance With sounds and straits We couldn't believe our eyes Hovering, bursting, sparkling We never felt this way before To think the winds gave us sanctuary On a cold, golden shore There they lie, oh joy In beautiful abundance With sound and straits We couldn't believe our eyes Hovering, bursting, sparkling We never felt this way before To think the winds gave us sanctuary On a cold, golden shore