MY HOME Walking on the long paths when time is going slowly sorrow seeps under the skin, spilling expectation into heart Trying to swallow the lump, but worry stays Roots of longing white have grown too big If you've lost a soul, you know where to find this Stay soulless in this world I don’t dare A place where are grown your sisters and brothers or created yourself a place, just to be Comprehending how all is corruptible, force fades away you can step on one direction, even when the flow is against In your mind you are close, even when you're far away Deaflonelyness pulls out, the expectation of hope feeds in the hunger Back then find a way to have spirit nourished Have a good feeling in the heart, more strength Bustle around in the world, force ahse become friend And you carry peace of mind in thought of home Where is my home, there is in my heart where is my home, there is my soul When the mind has a place where he would be the only and there is something you can look forward to definitely try to get there or your mind remains homeless
Mul õnnestus käia äio plaadiesitluskontserdil. Meestekoori ja Metsatöllu kooslus tekitas absoluutselt unustumatu kogemuse. Olen paljudel kontserditel käinud, nii nimekate kui ka väiksemate tegijate juures, kuid miski pole ületanud seda võimsat tunnet mida nende kontsert oli andnud.
I am puzzled with your comment. I can see no swastika, nor is there any hatred in the lyrics. So... why do you call them Nazis and present such a rude comment???
Olin Indias, kreeka laeva peal ja tegin jõusaalis harjutusi Metsatöll taustaks. Ei märganud, et keegi indu magas laua all. Alles siis nägin kui teki alt lindistati metsatöllu kui telefon paistma hakkas.
