May the blessings of the Allfather light your precious path
Sing, sing of your glorious, gleaming days
May the way be clear and free as a mountain morning
Sing and dance to the tune of the noble world
Distant butterfly wings flutter in your favor
And the chaos swirl of hell strikes in lands far away
Absorb the lovely grace of blessings around you
Ride on the gusting wind of fortune
May you reflect the light of love to another
Hold their hard stories in the lonely places of your heart
May we believe the old spirits still hear our prayers
Hold their memories over us like a blanket in winter
The glow of distant stars points the way
Footprints hold in the cold dusty trail
Your soul and your compassion are one
We walk our lonely world turning together, together