arm's strong enough Without my two good feet But not overlooked am I In eyes of the maid I'll wed I'll reap the crops of Tuonela My bride's wealth
Last day brings the grace For bearers of forbidden name Step into five fold mace As son, as father in a frame Someday fire wipes the rain Fears are frozen
Not thirsty am I for the blood Of redeemer of thy greed My hunger can't be satisfied With the flesh of thy Nazarene No gilded streets of Heaven's grace
You live only for yourself Or send your soul to the heaven's grace Been weak as the autumn leaves Or strong as the growing seed Swallowed into the black
As a rot to rape the spring sown seed A plague sprang forth off his tracks Churns ran red when cows milked blood And famine cracked poor backs Who would
My soul is bleeding, I feel so small Afraid that this will never end Can't understand the pain in my bones I sleep through another trance Climb over
Bathed in the rust of moon Is the death beds lullaby Sung so softly with the stars Reflected in her eyes It's the blaze that beckons men Into the woods
plaited hair, this man old and lame I'm not overlooked, am I? In eyes of the maid I'll wed I'll reap the crops of Tuonela My bride's wealth in death
Withered be the flower Long past it's prime and bloom Forgotten on the stony bed This silent hillside tomb For coppered be the grip Of this wooded land
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 Consolation
Перевод: Amorphis. Tuonela.
: As a rot to rape the spring sown seed A plague sprang forth of his tracks Churns ran red when cows milked blood And famine cracked poor backs Who
: 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
: 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
: You live only for yourself Or send your soul to the heaven's grace Been weak as the autumn leaves Or strong as the growing seed Swallowed into the
: Not thirsty am I for the blood Of redeemer of thy greed My hunger can't be satisfied With flesh of thy nazarene No gilded streets of heaven's grace
: 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
: 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 [
