The Ballad of the Leif Erikson
This ballad was written by Duluthian Gerry Ouelette in 1987 as a gift to the restoration project
Whistling wind and surging sea
the waters of the North
Power penetrates through me
like Viking songs of yore.
I Cry to the spirits of the wind and sky over me
to guide my ship as we sail over the sea
Like Viking sailors before us
who sailed east and west
Crossing the sea in their tiny ships
Defying the strong arm of death.
A thousand years ago Leif Erikson
came to this land
We remember his life with a Viking ship
That sailed his course again
Resting now on the distant shore
Neither dream nor memory fades
Still the song of the Viking is sung
In the wind rushing over the waves