Stavanger

Rolling, rolling to Stavanger – rolling to Stavanger, rolling
Rolling, rolling to Stavanger – rolling to Stavanger, roll and go
Rolling, rolling to Stavanger – rolling to Stavanger, rolling
Rolling, rolling to Stavanger – rolling to Stavanger, roll and go

Magnetized by mystic lore
Sentinels of stone ashore
Guard the entrance to the land of dreams
Wrapped in silent reveries
I am crossing stormy seas
Norway calls upon me, all a-gleam
I set sail to cross the ocean wide
On the salty wave I ride
Like mediaeval champions long ago
I will never, never turn around
Till I find my promised land
And I'll go on...

Rolling, rolling to Stavanger – rolling to Stavanger, rolling
Rolling, rolling to Stavanger – rolling to Stavanger, roll and go
Rolling, rolling to Stavanger – rolling to Stavanger, rolling
Rolling, rolling to Stavanger – rolling to Stavanger, roll and go

Through the clouds my Nordic sky
Shining bluest as I fly
Over playful crests of silver foam
Ornamental stars above
Lead my way and drive my life
Soon I'll set my eye on rocky shores
And the monumental royal fjord
Crowned in ice and ermine-robed
Opens up its gate to welcome me
I will clear the decks and I will see
Viking ghosts surrounding me...
My reverie...

Rolling, rolling to Stavanger – rolling to Stavanger, rolling
Rolling, rolling to Stavanger – rolling to Stavanger, roll and go
Rolling, rolling to Stavanger – rolling to Stavanger, rolling
Rolling, rolling to Stavanger – rolling to Stavanger, roll and go