the waves is splashing on too the cliffs

the birds is singing in there nests

A boy is standing at the cliffside and looking out over the sea

searching for something, an small bris is blowing through the boys hair,

the boy is watching over his shoulder looking for someone,

the boy open his mounth and wispers too the wind

"see you in Walhall"

then he takes and jumps straight out from the cliffside

another wave is splashing against the cliffs

Noone ever saw that boy again