Paroles de My cantele
Amorphis
Truly they lie, they talk utter noncense
Who say that music reckon that one kantele
Was fashioned by a god
Out of a great pike's shoulders
>from a water-dogs's hooked bones:
It was made from the grief
Moulded from sorrow
Its belly out of hard days
Its soundboard from endless woes
Its strings gathered from torments
And its pegs from other ills
So it will not play, will not rejoice at all
Music will not play to please
Give off the right sort of joy
For it was fashioned from cares
Moulded from sorrow
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Against widows
Amorphis
Alone
Amorphis
And i hear you call
Amorphis
Paroles de And i hear your call
Amorphis
Battle for light
Amorphis
Better unborn
Amorphis
Black embrace
Amorphis
Paroles de Black winter day
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Born from fire
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Brother moon
Amorphis
Cares
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Amorphis
Course of fate
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Crimson wave
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Day of your beliefs
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Paroles de Divinity
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Drifting memories
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Drowned maid
Amorphis
Elegy
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Paroles de Empty opening
Amorphis
Ethereal solitude
Amorphis
Evil inside
Amorphis
Excursing from existence
Amorphis
Paroles de Exile of the sons of uisliu
Amorphis
Far from the sun
Amorphis
First doom
Amorphis
Folk of the north
Amorphis
Paroles de Forever more
Amorphis
Forgotten sunrise
Amorphis
From earth i rose
Amorphis
Paroles de my cantele de amorphis.