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And so the spring river opened up again

And so we let ourselves drift with the flood

The night of ice had to give in

My dearest son of the wind

Surely I flew with the bluethroat

Surely I danced with the northern light

In the strongest of breath we exhaled as one

My dearest son of the wind

The lips of the silenced people bursted out in speech

The stream of words once again were flowing

Over the frozen riverbanks when we finally came together

My dearest son of the wind

When you're walking alongside the reindeer-herd

When you guard the reindeer-oxen with the great antlers

All of the horizon comes alive and starts to move

My dearest son of the wind

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