Song | Misty Fields |
Artist | Korpiklaani |
Album | Tervaskanto |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Jonne, Juho, Korpiklaani | |
I can remember the horses of the pasture | |
Misty mornings and cool of the evenings | |
I can remember when the wind whistles | |
In the corners of the house | |
I can feel the fear of the dark | |
When shaking under | |
My little bed trying to squeeze | |
The pillow to my safety | |
Riding to the grain fields | |
Days of childhood in my memories | |
Flying over the hills unforgettable | |
Over and over again | |
In my dreams I live again | |
My childhood life from night to night | |
I could wake with the smell of new-mown hay | |
I could wake and taste the blood in my mouth | |
I can feel the fear of the dark | |
When shaking under | |
My little bed trying to squeeze | |
The pillow to my safety | |
Riding to the grain fields | |
Days of childhood in my memories | |
Flying over the hills unforgettable | |
Over and over again |
zuo qu : Jonne, Juho, Korpiklaani | |
I can remember the horses of the pasture | |
Misty mornings and cool of the evenings | |
I can remember when the wind whistles | |
In the corners of the house | |
I can feel the fear of the dark | |
When shaking under | |
My little bed trying to squeeze | |
The pillow to my safety | |
Riding to the grain fields | |
Days of childhood in my memories | |
Flying over the hills unforgettable | |
Over and over again | |
In my dreams I live again | |
My childhood life from night to night | |
I could wake with the smell of newmown hay | |
I could wake and taste the blood in my mouth | |
I can feel the fear of the dark | |
When shaking under | |
My little bed trying to squeeze | |
The pillow to my safety | |
Riding to the grain fields | |
Days of childhood in my memories | |
Flying over the hills unforgettable | |
Over and over again |
zuò qǔ : Jonne, Juho, Korpiklaani | |
I can remember the horses of the pasture | |
Misty mornings and cool of the evenings | |
I can remember when the wind whistles | |
In the corners of the house | |
I can feel the fear of the dark | |
When shaking under | |
My little bed trying to squeeze | |
The pillow to my safety | |
Riding to the grain fields | |
Days of childhood in my memories | |
Flying over the hills unforgettable | |
Over and over again | |
In my dreams I live again | |
My childhood life from night to night | |
I could wake with the smell of newmown hay | |
I could wake and taste the blood in my mouth | |
I can feel the fear of the dark | |
When shaking under | |
My little bed trying to squeeze | |
The pillow to my safety | |
Riding to the grain fields | |
Days of childhood in my memories | |
Flying over the hills unforgettable | |
Over and over again |