Ei metsänmies ole neljännyt raatamista
Sano pokasahaa nylkyttävä jätkä.
Ei
From evening to morning
and morning to evening
I wanna drink
something stronger
Attack forward you Nordic boy
fire to the balls
Attack without fear
They rode
Those two hundred men
Narrow roads
Through this dark cold land
They
Let me tell you a story
Story of a man
Who
He sees himself as the saviour of the world
His will
If you can hear the whisper of the wind
And the
I was born in a deep forest
I wish I could
Keep on galloping
my black horse
carrying me
to unknown shores
through these out
Öitsilöissä, karkeilossa,
Karkeilossa mielesissä,
Juhlasissa köyrysissä
Ny
Niin hilijaisen,
näen hilijaisen
näen kulkueen miin mustan,
niin tunman mustan
Pelto palo,
loimo nieli viljatähkät,
ulenhenki tarpahutti,
roihu raiskas' rukk
Man can go through the grey stone
Man can go through
I can remenber the horses of the pasture
misty mornings and
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