Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Keep On Galloping, artist - Korpiklaani. Date of issue: 20.03.2008
Song language: Finnish(Suomi)
Keep On Galloping(original) |
| Keep on galloping |
| my black horse |
| carrying me to unknown shores |
| through these outlandish woods |
| and with confidence back home |
| Lennä, laukkaa heposeni, |
| lennä, laukkaa hallavaharja, |
| kiiä halki kangasmaitten, |
| murjo poikki pientareitten, |
| kanna minnuu maailmalla, |
| kulettele kuskiasi, |
| näytä kaikki nähtävyyet, |
| uuet maat ja uuet paikat. |
| Mikäs täss' on matkatessa, |
| mikäs täss' on elellessä, |
| kaikkee saam mie matkav' varrelt', |
| kaikkee mitä tarvittenki. |
| Paljon nähty maailmalla, |
| paljon vielä nähtävätä, |
| monta maita minun mennä, |
| Kuulla noita tarinoita. |
| Laulan, tanssin, soiton soitan, |
| revin riemun näistä teistä, |
| näistä teistä, elämästä |
| täällä Pohjantähen päässä. |
| Tääl' on miun kotopaikka, |
| tää on reissun päätepiste, |
| heposeni tallipaikka, |
| liinaharjan syntysija |
| Keep on galloping |
| my black horse |
| carrying me to unknown shores |
| through these outlandish woods |
| and with confidence back home |
| …back home |
| (translation) |
| Keep on galloping |
| my black horse |
| carrying me to unknown Shores |
| through these outlandish woods |
| and with confidence back home |
| Fly, gallop my hepos, |
| fly, gallop the frost brush, |
| swing across the cloth countries, |
| murjo across the fence, |
| the world is gone, |
| spend your time |
| show all attractions |
| new countries and new places. |
| What's here when traveling |
| what is this survival |
| everything I get from my traveler, |
| everything I need. |
| Much seen in the world, |
| much to see |
| many countries for me to go to, |
| Hear those stories. |
| I sing, dance, play, |
| tear the joy out of these roads, |
| of these roads, of life |
| here at the North Star. |
| This is my home, |
| this is the end point of the journey, |
| hepocene stable, |
| the birthplace of the cloth brush |
| Keep on galloping |
| my black horse |
| carrying me to unknown Shores |
| through these outlandish woods |
| and with confidence back home |
| … Back home |