My Kantele (Acoustic) Lyrics by Amorphis
All Amorphis Lyricsperformed by : Amorphis
language : scots
added on : March 22, 2009
modified on : September 15, 2009
My Kantele (Acoustic)
Truly they lie, they talk utter nonsenseWho say that music reckon that the kantele
Was fashioned by God
Out of a great pike's shoulders
From a water-dog's hooked bones:
It was made from grief
It's belly out of hard days
Its sound board from endless woes
Its strings gathered from torments
And it pegs from other ills
Truly they lie, they talk utter nonsense
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
Mouldered from sorrow