My Kantele Songtext
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My Kantele Songtext
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 sorrow
It′s belly out of hard days
The soundboard from endless woes
It's strings gathered from torments
And it is 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
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 sorrow
It′s belly out of hard days
The soundboard from endless woes
It's strings gathered from torments
And it is 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
Writer(s): Esa Holopainen, Tomi Samuel Koivusaari, Olli-pekka Mikael Laine, Veli Pekka Kasari, Pasi Antero Koskinen, Kim Tapani Rantala Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
