A land born of a Nordic tribe Long ago our fore fathers arrived To live with the wind, walk the fires Sent by the gods to please their desires The snow was gently falling A white mist filled the air I hear mid-winter calling And its calling for me Calling for me As I swing my sword in the wind I feel the powers it brings within Having it with me all my life My son can you hear the wolves cry Can you hear the wolves cry Now I pass it to you my son What was given to me that stormy night I feel the breeze come in cold Now I'm ready, please guide me home Please guide me home
A land born of a Nordic tribe
Long ago our fore fathers arrived
To live with the wind, walk the fires
Sent by the gods to please their desires
The snow was gently falling
A white mist filled the air
I hear mid-winter calling
And its calling for me
Calling for me
As I swing my sword in the wind
I feel the powers it brings within
Having it with me all my life
My son can you hear the wolves cry
Can you hear the wolves cry
Now I pass it to you my son
What was given to me that stormy night
I feel the breeze come in cold
Now I'm ready, please guide me home
Please guide me home
Wonderful Song✊
Kiitos lataamisesta! Liukuhihnalla parhaat Mistreat -rallit.
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Mahtavaa....