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Barbaryan Finland on the travellers mind
Journey that began from south will end up north
The Finnish firs carry memories from distant, ancient past
that, like me, and these melodies shall be blown away with the wind, at last

The snow is falling... but I am not
The wind is wailing, merciless - mercy I seek not
Through the harsh climate the journey goes on
Facehair dressed with frost
Send here the seven winds of emptiness
Send here the tales of might
Power I shall find in solitude
& in mysteries of Day and Night

In the hills, the sylvan ranges, the plains (my) spirit will always be
These times, and the ways of fellow men may not all be right -
But this vigorous & sublime man condescending cause of that you won't see!

The watchful eye of Ukko
and the breathing presence of Satan
Under the bright stars & Galaxies
The return to this homeland
only makes me stronger

The tail that waved in the bushes welcomed the Barbaryan....

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