: This is how the lucky feel How the blessed think Like daybreak in spring The sun on a spring morning Like the flat brink of a cloud Like a dark night
: [Music & lyrics: Holopainen] I shall have a son, Out of Cornwall shall he come, That shall be a wild boar, Bristled with steel... He shall be a man
: A bird flew out of Lapland An eagle from the North East One wing ruffled the water And the other swept the sky It's tail skimmed the sea It flutters
: The Devils weds a widow Death another's leftovers Better to lie on a willows Rest on alder boughs Then upon a widow's bed On a used woman's pillow
: Where have you been, where have you been My son, my merry son? On the seashore, on the seashore Mother, my darling one. And what have you been doing
: [Music & lyrics: Holopainen] A wave the sound of Noisiu's voice His singing was ever sweet... Noisiu's grave has now been made And the accompaniment
: The calloo's spirits are low Swimming on the chill water But the orphan's are lower Walking down the village street. The sparrow's belly is chill
: Last day brings the grace For bearers of forbidden name Step into five fold mace As son as father in a frame [Chorus:] Someday fire wipes the rain
: Forging the future from the timeless stone Oh let me know how far I can go Answering the questions thet no one ever asks Float through the sea of madness
: In the morning mist by the waning moon Through the woods she set on foot With a sacred blade cut the berries down Dug up the dreaded mandrake root [
: I went to wash at the shore I went to bathe in the sea And there I, a hen, was lost I, a bird Untimely died Let not my brother Ever in this world
: Old folk remember And those today learn How before their time Life was different here: Without the sun people lived Groped about without the moon
: 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
: Many rocks the rapid has A lot of billows the sea More plentiful are my cares Then cones on a spruce Beard moss on a juniper Gnarls upon a pine bark
: [Music: Koivusaari, Lyrics: Holopainen] As I sense their steel, As I see the mighty one, As we all gather once again The gods of war summon us...
: Sorrow is my bread And tears I drink as wine Oblivion my happiness Ground under teeth of time For cold be the stone When frost ve devoured the land
Many rocks the rapid has A lot of billows the sea More plentiful are my cares Then cones on a spruce Beard moss on a juniper Gnarls upon a pine bark
In the morning mist by the waning moon Through the woods she set on foot With a sacred blade cut the berries down Dug up the dreaded mandrake root [