Land Of Oden In the land of Oden, there lies a mountain, Ten thousand miles, in the air From edge to edge This mountain measures, Ten thousand miles square A little bird comes a winging Once every thousand years or so Sharpens its beak on teh mountain And then he swiftly flies away And when this mountain has worn away that in eternity will be But one single day. In the land of Oden, There lies a mountain Ten thousand miles in the air In the air In the air.
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