I'm coming back in to bright lands
From the past times sleeping in darkness
"Stop your roaming," call the fathers
Who keep the Time in bright lands
Sunshine our land — dispersing the dark
Restore the motion of the times
Sun shine our land — filling with fire
Faith of tribes in sunny lands
Keeping a secret word in the stones
Hiding decay of wills in the barrows
Winds which rustle in crowns of trees
Disturbing the Memory they will revive it
Sunshine our land — dispersing the dark
Restore the motion of the times
Sun shine our land — filling with fire
Faith of tribes in sunny lands
This song is about a hero's discovery of his legendary homeland — a land of eternal youth and flourishing. The traveler returns from a lengthy wandering, one which also takes him through his own inner world, to his Homeland and realizes that there he finds himself feeling protected and there is no need to go elsewhere to find what he was searching for. This is a blessed land, a world of a golden age where prosperity, peace, and light prevail.
