Way up high stands a blacksmith in the sky,Stars are in his eyes,In the wind you&rsquo;ll hear him sigh.Swords ring, hammer swingsAnd over everything Wayland is watching.

Way up high stands a blacksmith in the sky,Stars are in his eyes,In the wind you’ll hear him sigh.Swords ring, hammer swingsAnd over everything Wayland is watching.

Way up high stands a blacksmith in the sky,Stars are in his eyes,In the wind you’ll