The shape shifter I am the walker on the wind I am the eagle in the sky Howling in the night I was born of giant's blood Raised in Asgård, the home of gods I am the master of disguise For this trait I've gained your prise Fast in thought, quicker tongue

Down the Seven Bridges Road There are stars In the Southern sky Southward as you go There is moonlight And moss in the trees Now I have loved you like a baby Like some lonesome child And I have loved you in a tame way