This bonfire burned for three days. There must have been some actual trees in it. And it was not even at the beach. It was just down the road from my cousin AK's home.
There is a lovely land with spreading, shady beeches
Near salty Baltic strand :
Its hills and valleys gently fall, its ancient name is Denmark,
And it is Freya's hall :
There in the ancient days the armoured Vikings rested
Between their bloody frays :
Then they went forth the foe to face, now found in stone-set barrows,
Their final resting place
This land is still as fair, the sea is blue around it,
And peace is cherished there :
Strong men and noble women still uphold their country's honour
With faithfulness and skill.
THERE IS A LOVELY LAND