Interpret:

Amorphis

Album:

The Beginning Of Times

No man nor a god, with a sword he carved
With a feather he conjured
An instrument from the bone of fish
A kantele from the jaws of a pike
Sat on a golden rock, on a bank of a golden river
By the brink of golden falls, under the golden sun


The birds flew to the singer
The wildfowl from the open sea


The fingers plucked the brightest chord
Tolled the fangs of a pike
The colours of rainbow lighted
Above the silent waters


Came forth the woodland creatures
The spirits great and small
The mistress and the master of Tapiola, forest folk


Behind a cloud of blue
The moon wove the strands of silver
On the edge of the cloud of red
The daylight gilded the cloth


The small fish in the shallows
The big ones under the surface
The king of waters, on the waves
The queen on an open sea


From distant fens came the swans
An eagle from its heaven high


Each one comprehended and understood
Each one shed a tear, they wept and cried


Each and every tear, tears of everyone
All joined to flow into the silent waters
The golden stream of life carried the tears to the sea
To oceans’ deep keeps the pearls were concealed.