For the past three years
I've been listening to the tune
Of my crowbar striking another stone
The bitter song of Korpamoen
This is my domain
I'm the ruler of the land
Come behold my royal kingdom
Here's my subjects
Rock and rubble, grain and gravel
Stone and shingle
Turn Your Grace upon us, Lord
And protect our crops from ruin and decay
Give us bread this day
Grant us now our harvest
Through Christ Almighty
Our Lord King in Heaven. Amen
Wait... and listen to me, please
What's the matter, something wrong?
I keep thinking about us... the children going hungry
I don't think I understand
Well, it's just that... if we don't... then there'll be no new little mouths to feed
So you would want us to deny
The joy of love, the sweetest joys forsaking
Not to touch, or feel you, as years pass us by
And soon they go! Too soon they fly!
I feel you breathing peacefully
The two of us at rest when day is breaking
All my heart I give you and all my life through
And where you go I go with you
