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| Voice of Wilderness (2005) | |
| # 1 | Cottages & Saunas Attack forward you Nordic boy Fire to the balls Attack without fear through the enemy lines Attack and let it burn Here we had built our cottages and saunas From the swamp we have shovelled our fields Nobody can take it away from us Not for free, and that's for sure [Chorus:] Here we had built our cottages and saunas From the swamp we have shovelled our fields Nobody can take it away from us Not for free, an that's for sure [Chorus] We eat iron, we shit the chain We never let them live Gunfire pounded night after night Ant then all was quit here We saw the forest full of bodies Nobody could escaped And horses' carcasses among with the bodies And everywhere there burnt [Chorus x5] |
| # 2 | Journey Man I was born in a deep forest I wish I could live here all my life I am made from stones and roots My home, these woods and roads All my life I loved this sound Of the woods all around Eagles flies where the winds blows free Journey is my destiny Free, free as a journey man Feel, heat in the moonlight Free, free as a journey man Feel, heat in the moonlight Ragged trousers, rucksack in my back Narrow road behind me I never look back Long way is in the past As in front of me Hunger keeps me going I don't care where it leads Fire burns under my feet Journey men pleasure and destiny Sky is black, stars shows me the way Moon shispered how to keep my faith Free, free as a journey man Feel, heat in the moonlight Free, free as a journey man Feel, heat in the moonlight Free, free as a journey man Feel, heat in the moonlight Free, free as a journey man Feel, heat in the moonlight |
| # 3 | Fields In Flames They rode Those two hundred men Narrow roads Through this dark cold land They burnt all villages They raped and destroyed Took gold, silber and coins Taxes to King was their mission But pain and sorrow they left behind They drank all booze They stole and killed Fields in Flames and Families without homes Men with their golden swords Horses' armoured heads Iron harassed hard Blades of weapons slashed In silence the village lie down Hearts bleeding morbid sorrow One man of these men of the death One man, broke down Down he went with insanity Down man, lunatic He lit the fire under the house You could only see his feet He burnt away his insanity Burnt away those memories |
| # 5 | Spirit Of The Forest He never speaks but he understands Thinks higher than a man He's living in The northern lights In winter everlasting He travels around Big drum in his hand And he knows What you have in your mind There's always wolf within That leads him down And back home Spirit, spirit of the forest Hiding in those northern lights Spirit, spirit of the forest Hiding in those northern lights He has long waited For the right moment Storm of colors Rages in the sky Beware, never whistle To the norhtern lights Or it curses you To the woods of evernight There's only one Who can really sets you free And it's spirit of the forrest's Old white wolf But it hard to track You'll never found footsteps It will find you If you are really blessed |
| # 6 | Native Land The waves of the lake splash and pines hum. The frost of the north hurts, Finnish grief it sings. Woods bleak and stony, unlit, there my mind rests. There I will forget the pain, stars and moon us bless. O my native land, stand proud, facing the future. You were never broken down, banished into the night O my native land, stand proud, facing the future you will never be broken down. Not weather can frighten us not to shrivel us winters not the cruelty ofthe woods take our blood and life. Frothy rapids roar and the hills high. Woods of pine and forests of birch over the wide rocks. |
| # 7 | Hunting Song Huntin is going on we are a part of the wilderness Hunting is going on only the fast will survive in the forest we prowl looking hard for deers Hunger croaks in our stomaches our eyes like the wolves' We run after meat as the possessed and we kill without pity we rejoice and we laugh when the deer falls hunting's more than just killing for the food. Hunting is going on we are a part of the wilderness Hunting ist going on only the fast will survive Away they will not get, those four legged not even the smallest one we live in the forest here only fast ones live only strongest will survive |
| # 9 | Beer Beer From evening to morning and morning to evening I wanna drink something stronger than a man From evening to morning and morning to evening I wanna drink cause that's what I am Beer, beer I want beer from beer I get really drunk Beer, beer I need more beer so much I pass out For beer I'm working for beer I'm fighting for bee I'll do whatever I have to when drunk I'm talking when drunk I'm joking when drunk I can be as I've always wanted to bee |
| # 11 | Old Tale Old tale about the girl, and the poor farmer boys, their time together flamed. It couldn't last forever, they knows it well. So they took from the moment, everything so they took from the moment, everything. Said father to the maid, it's time to go, you'll marry my chosen one. He's rich enought and religious, He's the lord of all known. Who is the chosen one, asked gilr with sad eyes. He's a lord from the west, he is to you the man best. But the girl was sad as a child. The girl carried the farmer's child, and father noticed that. You'll die, he yelled, you'll die as a whore, you bleongs to the gallows, then I'll buried you and your sins. The Boy heard, that gilr got hung. He took the sword and cut her fahter's throat. Then he rod to the chasm and fell down to his death. There he met his bride and son who is that little on, yho you embrace? He is your sweet son... and come with us we ar now here together forever always here together forever... |
| # 11 | Kädet Siipinä (Hands As Their Wings) Niin hilijaisen, näen hilijaisen näen kulkueen miin mustan, niin tunman mustan hiljaisen näen surussa kulkevan kädet on siipinä, niin on kädet suojana suojana siivet silmäin surun silmäin, kädet siipinä eessä mustan hunnun kulkueen näen länteen, hiljaa, niin lipuu hiljaa länteen kulkueen niin tumman leskein, niin mustan nuornain leskein jol kädet siipinä, suojana silmäin käet siipinä leskein hiljaa kuulen surun laulun, kuulen laulun katkeran hyrinän hyisen leskein, kivun tunnen kivun kuoleman näen minä tumman taivaan, palavan taivaanrannan minä nään tuulesta kuulen hyisen huuon sodan kylmän huuon. [Hands As Their Wings] So silent, I see, oh so silent I see the procession so black, oh so dark, so dark silent I see the procession of sorrow, hands as their wings, shielding are the hands shielding the eyes are the wings the eyes of sorrow, hans as wings in front of the black veil. I see the procession westbound silently gliding westbound the procession of widows so dark so dark the young widows whose hands as wings shielding their eyes hands as wings of the widows. Quietly I hear the song of sorrow, I hear the song so bitter humming of the frozen widow, I fell the pain, the grief of death I see the dark sky, the horizon burning I see I hear the chilling call in the wind the cold call of war, the cold call of war, the cold call of war. |
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