Red Hair on the Shore. Harald Steinhjarta's Saga

{Intro} Gather round, bairns. Let me tell you how a heart of stone was broken by a lass with fire in her hair… [Verse 1 - deep male Norse vocals] Grey waves crashed hard as we sailed from the fjord, Axes were sharp and our hearts cried for war, Harald Steinhjarta cut west through the cold northern sea, Chasing the promise of glory and more. Red hair on the shore, stole the war from my hands, One look from those green eyes, I forgot who I am, Axes fall silent, the sea takes my steel, In the arms of a Scottish lass, Harald has strayed. [Verse 2 - deep male Norse vocals] Salt stung my eyes as I leapt to the sand, Axe in my grip, bloodlust burning my veins, Then through the mist she appeared on the rocks, Hair like a fire that silenced my rage. No plunder I took, no battle I claimed, Her voice cut through me like wind through the rain, The gods must be laughing, they’ve stolen my fire, Steinhjarta now beats for one Scottish desire. Red hair on the shore, stole the war from my hands, One look from those green eyes, I forgot who I am, Axes fall silent, the sea takes my steel, In the arms of a Scottish lass, Harald will stay. Now I lay down my axe on this far northern shore, No more shall I raid, no more shall I war, The sea took my steel, but she’s taken my soul, In the arms of my red-haired lass, I am whole.