Svartby - Done With the Wind lyrics

Down the valley from the hills Light as feather Come the finger-tall whirlwinds Weather-freaks Swaying gra**, the only sign Of their lightest pace Till the whirling air spies Pick the trace Hurricanes of gnome size Fury-storms, mad and small Bad and small Whirling lightning power In a shape of an airball Airball Turn the village upside down Ripping off the cattle legs Filling lungs with ash and dust Blasting beer kegs Blow off the house roofs Smash the windows Done and gone with the wind Damned village ruins Invincible Bullet-proof Axe-proof Bend to the airballs Invisible Fool-proof Snatch-proof Bend to the hurricane!