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作曲 : Hinkka, Toivonen |
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Once when we were returning from a battle, |
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and we got lost in a gloomy forest. |
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In the middle of the woods we saw an old house, |
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with tired minds we knocked the door very loudly. |
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Old woman opened the wooden door, she asked us to come in with kind words. |
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From her pot arose a scent so weird. |
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Stunning and bitter but very summoning. |
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Bring me a magic potion; it will heal my achin wounds. |
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A taste so bitter that makes my bleeding soul feel so good. |
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It will make us sing and dance in our endless feast. |
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Or it might even unleash the beast in me! |
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She filled our pints with the devils beverage. |
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And served another round with a hideous grim. |
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The world was spinning in a new light I saw, |
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everything and everyone was singing this song! |
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With nature, trolls and spirits of the forest. |
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We are on; let our singing rise up into the stars. |
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The Witch's magic drum was still beating hard. |
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When a goblin brought me a new pint and together we roared! |
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Drink and dance! |
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People of the forest sing with us! |
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Who wants to brawl with me? |
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Who can shape a kantele from a pike's jaw? |
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Like the great One once did! |
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Close your eyes. |
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Calm your mind and drift away from the pain. |
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Beyond dreams. |
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Into the depths of the cauldron. |
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Like a rain it falls. |
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And mirrors natures healing powers. |
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Surrender this time. |
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And relife you shall find. |
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Catcher of souls. |
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Hunter of spirits. |
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Grant us a drop from the life's elixir. |
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I want to drawn all my misery. |
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Into the green trolls blood. |
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And brown swamp drink. |
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Fight against diminishing time. |
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Burden of a solitary warrior's life. |
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So catcher of souls. |
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Hunter of spirits. |
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Grant us the final drop from the life's elixir. |
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Bring me a magic potion; it will heal my achin wounds. |
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A taste so bitter that makes my bleeding soul feel so good. |
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It will make us sing and dance in our endless feast. |
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Or it might even unleash the beast in me! |