I almost forgot.
That last piece was in Russian. Here’s what he’s saying -
O rocks majestic
With a roar the waves shatter themselves
And with white foam, turn and flee back.
But the hard grey rocks handle the waves,
Above the sea they stand.
These stony rocks are like, to us Vikings, our bones.
The wavy sea runs in us like our blood,
While our secretive thoughts are like the fog.
We, in the sea were born, in the sea will die.
Swords heavy, arrows sharp have the Vikings.
They bring the enemy death without missing.
Brave people in the countries of the half-night,
Their great god Odin thunders the sea.
“Here’s what he’s saying -”
Bruce Dickinson, similar metaphor:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=shfZzTJYZWs