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(Korpiklaani lyrics cut & pasted from darklyrics.com):

With Trees

Far, far away, where the birch wouldn't grow
Far, far away and where the wind freezes your face
There you won't be alone

I would rather fly with eagles, to the snow hills
I would rather run with wolves, between the trees
I would rather be with trees, than in the middle of noisy streets

So far away, My mind flies to the moon
Far, far away, I can see what happens soon
And what's most important.


Crows Bring The Spring

End of the Winter
End of the coldness
End of the day
Crows come to this forest
Fly through these woods
Over the dark water
Where ice will die soon
Winter surrenders finally
Spring rises its wings
Unleash the sun's burning flames
Brings warmth with crows
Reveals stones from the snow
You can see the snow
On the mountain tops
And brooks to the sea
Soon sun rises over the hills

[Chorus:]
Endless sky, burning red
Purple clouds touch the top of the mountain
And in the wind, I hear those crows
They will bring the spring
And take the cold away


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 the 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 set you free
And it's the spirit of the forest
Old white wolf
But it's hard to track
You'll never find its footsteps
It will find you
If you are really blessed.


Midsummer Night

Growing up with the wild bears
Breathing the smell of burning wood
Rain and clouds my only friends
Sun and moon and stars my light

Now it's time of a midnight sun
The eternal light and a breathing night
Call the gods with bones and drum
Join the shaman's magic

[chorus 1:]
Flames are dancing in the night
The shadows seem to be alive
The forest is calling my name

[chorus 2:]
Flames fading in the dawn
The spirits are back to their world
I've seen the future and it's good.


Tuli Kokko -- Came the Eagle

Came the eagle of the air,
a hawk from above the wind.
Gliding bird, charging beast,
from the depths of the blue sky.

Wings they were wide and strong,
feathers they were furious.
Beak it was long and sharp,
eyes they were flashing.

Beautiful as an eagle's curve,
Bold as a hawk's dive,
So is noble my own mind,
So is free my own spirit.

The first wing touched the ground,
the second wing scratched the sky.
The beak was touching the tree tops,
the eyes saw to the end of the stars.

Flew over three rapids,
three rapids, four rivers.
To forest land so beautiful,
to the sweet land of Finns.

Beautiful as an eagle's curve,
Bold as a hawk's dive,
So is noble my own mind,
So is free my own spirit.


Korpiklaani

Travelin' through the wilds, woods,
treasures of the virgin forest.
Spirit of all time in my heart,
strength of the mountains in my hands.

Clan of the forest,
clan of the wilderness,
hands of a bear.
Clan of the woods,
strength of the mountains,
clan of the wilderness,
clan of the wilderness.

Hands of a bear,
wisdom of a lynx,
music from the horned one,
speed from the wolves' legs,
I have.

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