My ... Iceland

I was born sometime and somewhere.
When through land,
Has traveled snow and cold wind.
I was born sometime and somewhere.
And I now live there ...
Where are the fire hidden under the ice.
And wind I can't be called,
Warm or soft.
So ...
I was born,
Sometime and somewhere.
But now I'm in Iceland.
Where find my sweet sweet home.
Where are the fire,
Hidden under ice and snow.
This miraculous land ...
My ... Iceland.
I was born,
Sometime and somewhere.
But I'll stay forever there.
Where are the fire,
Hidden under ice and snow.
Where I find my home ...
Iceland.