My Kantele

by Amorphis

From the album: Magic & Mayhem: Tales From the Early Years

Track 12 of 13 on Magic & Mayhem: Tales From the Early Years (2010).

Duration: 6:49

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Lyrics for My Kantele

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 made from the grief Molded 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 Molded from sorrow

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More from Magic & Mayhem: Tales From the Early Years

  1. Magic and Mayhem
  2. Vulgar Necrolatry
  3. Into Hiding
  4. Black Winter Day
  5. On Rich and Poor
  6. Exile of the Sons of Uisliu
  7. The Castaway
  8. Song of the Troubled One
  9. Sign from the North Side
  10. Drowned Maid
  11. Against Widows
  12. My Kantele
  13. Light My Fire