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Korpiklaani Voice Of Wilderness

: 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

: 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

: The waves of the lake splash And pines hum The frost of the north hurts Finnish grief in signs Woods bleak and stony, unlit There my mind rests There

: From evening to morning And morning and evening I wanna drink Something stronger than a man From evening to morning And morning and evening I wanna

: (Instrumental)

: They rode Those who hundred men Narrow roads Through this dark cold land They burnt all villages They raped and destroyed Took gold, silver and coins