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[Reign in Acai]

The waves of lake splash,
and pines hum.
The frost of the north hurts,
Finnish grief it sings.
Woods bleak and stony, unlit,
there my mind rests.
There I will forget the pain,
stars and moon us bless.


O my native land, stand proud, facing the future.
Your were never broken down, banished into the night.
O my native land, stand proud, facing the future,
you will never be broken down.

Not weather can frighten us,
not to shrivel us winters.
Not the cruelty of the woods,
take our blood and life.
Frothy rapids roar,
and the hills high.
Woods of pine and forests of birch,
over the wide rocks.

 

[Reign in Acai]

Sorry.

 

[MajestikMøøse]

I was kind of expecting Ghostbusters.

 

[Caelum Adustum]

Ah, Korpiklaani (only to a lesser degree than most of what I consider worthy).