| 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 |