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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 whispered 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
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, silver 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
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 northern 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
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