Where oft, when my tale is mournful,
The tears unbidden arise.
For my Vikings love song and saga,
Like their conquering fathers of old;
And these are some of the stories
To the three little tyrants I told.
Where oft, when my tale is mournful,
The tears unbidden arise.
For my Vikings love song and saga,
Like their conquering fathers of old;
And these are some of the stories
To the three little tyrants I told.