Amorphis - My Kantele (acoustic Reprise) lyrics

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Amorphis - My Kantele (acoustic Reprise) lyrics

Truly they lie, they talk utter nonsense Who say that music reckon that the kantele Was fashioned by a god Out of a great pike's shoulders From a water-dog's hooked bones: It was 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 Truly they lie, they talk utter nonsense Its belly out of hard days Its soundboard from endless woes Its strings gathered from torments, and its pegs from other ills Truly they lie, they talk utter nonsense