Dawn the minstrel, distant runner
Turn the handle, mystic wonder

Fire turn the ore into steel
Chariots of Thor turn your wheels

Away from Asgard
His hammer needed in the North
The warring people
Will know his power and his force

Trees burning, sky's fiery red today
Wheels turning, winds coming back again

Bless the seeds that we sow help them grow
Wheat covered fields into bread keep us fed
We'll work in the sun 'til it's done
Not giving up 'til we've won

Oktoberfest celebration
The harvests in the winters coming
Streets alive with people dancing
Music fills the air

Alpine horns through valleys echo
Months of toil that turn to leisure
Aged lines sun parched faces
Had to be released
Down on your knees, hide your eyes
Light like a hole in the sky
Fire turning ore into steel
Chariots of Thor turn your wheels

Away from Asgard
His hammer needed in the North
The warring people
Will know his power and his force

Trees burning, sky's fiery red today
Wheels turning, winds coming back again

Dawn the minstrel, distant runner
Turn the handle, mystic wonder
Dawn the minstrel, distant runner
Turn the handle, mystic wonder