Iceland

Cold and frosty is this land,
On surface all is ice,
But underneath the fires warm,
And bring about such dice

Which play into the hand of Man,
And signify a score,
Which helps to win the game of life,
And keep one ever more,

Warm of love and wisdom deep,
To share with all who sing,
To come out from the darkness,
And join as One to bring

All nations home at sunrise,
To see the light of day,
To melt the ice reserves,
And show us how to play.