Sorrow is my bread 
And tears 
I drink as wine 
Oblivion my happiness 
Ground under teeth of time 
For cold be the stone 
When frost ve devoured the land 
Consolation is no gift 
Of winter's icy hand 
Chorus: Upon a crust of snow 
I'll lay my broken frame 
What steel and iron won't take 
I'll give in winter's name 
No good a sullen sout no use a simple knave 
No groom for brides of plaited hair 
This man old and lame 
If only I could breathe 
To see the sun of may but still longer are the nigths than days 
As I wither away 
Came the man of crown 
With sound of war drums beat 
Said no sword arm's strong enough 
Without my two good feet 
Chorus But not overlooked am 
I In eyes of the maid 
I'll wed I'll reap the crops of 
Tuonela My bride's wealth in death