…Let me tell you a story Story of a man Who wants to be a god God of the wind He dressed to brown Brown leather clothes He used a bone mace And ate mushrooms He lived in the woods There trees are huge Only friends were…

…I heard the polka rhytm next door and it set my soles on fire. Ieva's mom she watched her daughter, but Ieva turned out a liar. No matter what her mother says as it's time to dance around. Ieva she wore a smile on her…

…Growing up with the wild bears Breathing the smell of burning wood Rain and clouds my only friends Sun and moon and stars my life Now it's time of a midnight sun The eternal light and a breathing night Call the gods…

…time butt... Seems like it's too late And cannot appease Gods are on fire Gods are on fire They won't lend a hand What is done, is done We burned all our bridges, We thought, we have lot of time, We decided to leave our…

…Hunting is going on We are a part of the wilderness Hunting is going on Only the fast will survive In the forest we prowl Looking hard for deers Hunger croaks in our stomaches Our eyes like the wolves We run after…

…He sees himself as the saviour of the world His will is strong and he's feeling good I've known him since the first taste of beer I will meet him many times in a year Happy little, Happy little, Happy little, boozer…

…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…