Amberian Dawn

Amberian Dawn - Birth Of The Harp songtekst

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The ancient singer went
Lamenting through the forest
Heard the birch wailing

Now drawing nearer he asks the sacred birch tree
"Why art thou weeping?"
Giving wood a shape of a harp

Weep no more thou sacred birch tree
Grieve no more, my dear friend and my brother
I will turn thy grief to joy and fortune
Make thee laugh and sing with gladness and joy

The ancient singer made
A magic harp from birch wood
Fashioned of summer

He takes the harp in his hands
Turns the arch up, looking skyward
And magic notes follow

Weep no more thou sacred birch tree
Grieve no more, my dear friend and my brother
I will turn thy grief to joy and fortune
Make thee laugh and sing with gladness and joy
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