Luyện nghe bài hát Unohduksen Lapsi

ter kdessni,
rinnallani.
Vain tyhj huotra tallattuna
kun lhden taas.

On kaadettu,
voitettu.
Veistetty lihaani jyt.

Tuo hyytv
kuljettaa.
Punainen veri
maahan routaiseen.

Vuoren
kapuaa.
Kuin hetken
laelle kotka j.

Taas tuuli suuntaa,
se vainajia syleilee ja murentaa.

On autio
ja paenneet.
henki hyryten
kun hiljalleen jtyy.

Vain viima
kuljettaa.
Lopulta sen
mit tyttmn.

rinnett
kuristaa.
Pelotta hn
siivet viel kantavat.

Yksin vastassa
seisoo taistojen.
Siint mets
rannassa punaisen.

Se raivo ukkosen
rivit nyrtyvien.
Sudet talosta
suovat viimeisen.

Yksin vastassa
on tuon teurastuksen.

Ei vanhus sanaakaan,
vain haaskalinnut tarinansa tuntevat.

hautaan kappaleet
vsymttmn.
Matkan ei jljelle j mitn.

Viel hyytv
kuljettaa.
Merkki maassa
katoaa.

Vuoren
kapuaa.
Kuin hetken
kotka vain j.

Siivet revitty kynnet valmiina
kohtaamaan.

Sodan
kuristaa.
Pelotta hn
silmt viel nkevt.

[English

OF OBLIVION]

A sword in my hand,
a of blood on my chest.
Just an empty trampled to the ground
will follow as I again.

The enemy has slain,
the defeated.
A fear is gnawing my flesh.

The icy wind
my name is upon.
Blood o' so red, it
a on the frozen ground.

And rime is
the mountainside.
As if awaiting its time to
a solitary eagle still.

Yet the wind is again,
the dead and eroding what is stone.

The woods are
and the are gone.
Through the steam of my
all I see is ice.

the icy piercing wind
my is carried upon.
And it becomes clear
part here is mine.

And sky is
the mountainside.
no fear in his eyes
the one wings is watching.

Alone against the
the orphan now stands.
The forest of spears is
on the red skyshore.

That rage like
the humbling lines.
Wolves the house of death
now the final breath.

Alone the wind
the of slaughter now stands.

No, the old man no words
and only the vultures may his tale.

Into the buried
the of untiring iron.
At the journey's end is to remain.

the icy piercing wind
my is carried upon.
The on the frozen ground
will into time.

And is climbing
the mountainside.
As if its time to come
a solitary stays still.

Wings they are torn but are ready
to what might be the end.

And is strangling
the of war.
no fear in his eyes
the one with is watching.