[Intro] [Piano solo] [Soft strings] [Deep bass pulse] [Warm atmospheric pad]

[Verse 1] [Female vocal] [Soft] [Admiring] [Tender]

The skalds sing of courage, of men and their glory,

Of steel and of axes, of many a war story…

But there is a viking on drakkar and banner,

Who won't break in chaos, who stands through the tanner.

[Pre-Chorus] [Building] [Strings enter] [Slightly stronger voice]

Vasily's that warrior. The wind in his palm,

The frost is not frost and the storm is no storm.

He says: "Hold on tight", even chased through the night,

When all roads are closed like old runes out of sight.

[Chorus] [Drop] [Deep house beat] [Piano and strings together] [Powerful female vocal] [Warm]

He is our shelter. Not a cold stone, no —

A harvest of strength for the ones who will grow.

For friendship he'll cut through the darkness and fear,

But he'll be the first to be kind and sincere.