Whispers of the north, soon I will go forth
to that wild and barren land where nature takes its course.
Whispers of the wind, soon I will be there again.
Bound with a wild and restless drive that pulls me from within.
And we can ride away, we can glide all day and we can fly away.

Whispers of the north, soon I will return again
to those endless afternoons in sunshine and in rain.
Whispers of my love, days and weeks on end,
I will share my thoughts of her in prayers that I will send
and we can ride away, we can glide all day and we can fly away.

Whispers of the north, the river and the shore
in the land that tested Eskimos ten thousand years before.
Whispers of my heart in the tracks of animals.
I will leave my footprints there to lie beneath the snow
and we can ride away, we can glide all day and we can fly away.

Whispers of the wind, I will feel it sting. I will see it rise and fall, I will hear it sing.
The sound is like a song to me, it takes away the pain.
The river is the melody and sky is the refrain
and we can ride away, we can glide all day and we can fly away.
and we can ride away, we can glide all day and we can fly away.

Whispers of the north, soon I will go forth, whispers of the north, soon I will go forth.