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In drinking spirits, the ancestors sing many songs, of which this is one.... This is a story of what we often call warriors Where I've gone now I have died Is a Hall in the sky That lies Across a shimmering rainbow bridge I see my brothers here Drinking in the hall I see my mother's tears Lakes of glass before I see my people living Back through the before They know that I am here Toasting (death) them At the gates Waelhall Men and women the folk Live your lives with honour Keep the fires alight on the hills Remember the only thing you really Have to do Is cross that rainbow bridge Some folk have heaven that is their path Some folk have nothing SongtexteThat is their loss Let each man or woman Have his or her own fate But I'll... I'll take the shimmering rainbow bridge Aus Songtexte Mania