Song | Sampo |
Artist | Amberian Dawn |
Album | End of Eden |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
The old and evil with of the lightless Northland | |
She asked the skillful blacksmith | |
To forge the wondrous Sampo, the lid in many colors, | |
The mighty mill to make good fortune to its holder. | |
The master of the forge and smithy, | |
Forges for her the lid in colors, | |
Mixes together certain metals | |
‒ See the fire now burn in his eyes! | |
The blacksmith of Pohjola | |
Sees the magic Sampo rising. | |
Yet he has not the bride of beauty | |
‒ See the fire now burn in his eyes! | |
And he hammers for her the lid in many colors | |
Rising from the fire. | |
To have her fairest daughter as a trade-off, | |
To be his wife and queen forever and ever. | |
The master of the forge and smithy, | |
Forges for her the lid in colors, | |
Mixes together certain metals | |
‒ See the fire now burn in his eyes! | |
The blacksmith of Pohjola | |
Sees the magic Sampo rising. | |
Yet he has not the bride of beauty | |
‒ See the fire now burn in his eyes! | |
The master of the forge and smithy, | |
Forges for her the lid in colors, | |
Mixes together certain metals | |
‒ See the fire now burn in his eyes! | |
The blacksmith of Pohjola | |
Sees the magic Sampo rising. | |
Yet he has not the bride of beauty | |
‒ See the fire now burn in his eyes! |
The old and evil with of the lightless Northland | |
She asked the skillful blacksmith | |
To forge the wondrous Sampo, the lid in many colors, | |
The mighty mill to make good fortune to its holder. | |
The master of the forge and smithy, | |
Forges for her the lid in colors, | |
Mixes together certain metals | |
See the fire now burn in his eyes! | |
The blacksmith of Pohjola | |
Sees the magic Sampo rising. | |
Yet he has not the bride of beauty | |
See the fire now burn in his eyes! | |
And he hammers for her the lid in many colors | |
Rising from the fire. | |
To have her fairest daughter as a tradeoff, | |
To be his wife and queen forever and ever. | |
The master of the forge and smithy, | |
Forges for her the lid in colors, | |
Mixes together certain metals | |
See the fire now burn in his eyes! | |
The blacksmith of Pohjola | |
Sees the magic Sampo rising. | |
Yet he has not the bride of beauty | |
See the fire now burn in his eyes! | |
The master of the forge and smithy, | |
Forges for her the lid in colors, | |
Mixes together certain metals | |
See the fire now burn in his eyes! | |
The blacksmith of Pohjola | |
Sees the magic Sampo rising. | |
Yet he has not the bride of beauty | |
See the fire now burn in his eyes! |
The old and evil with of the lightless Northland | |
She asked the skillful blacksmith | |
To forge the wondrous Sampo, the lid in many colors, | |
The mighty mill to make good fortune to its holder. | |
The master of the forge and smithy, | |
Forges for her the lid in colors, | |
Mixes together certain metals | |
See the fire now burn in his eyes! | |
The blacksmith of Pohjola | |
Sees the magic Sampo rising. | |
Yet he has not the bride of beauty | |
See the fire now burn in his eyes! | |
And he hammers for her the lid in many colors | |
Rising from the fire. | |
To have her fairest daughter as a tradeoff, | |
To be his wife and queen forever and ever. | |
The master of the forge and smithy, | |
Forges for her the lid in colors, | |
Mixes together certain metals | |
See the fire now burn in his eyes! | |
The blacksmith of Pohjola | |
Sees the magic Sampo rising. | |
Yet he has not the bride of beauty | |
See the fire now burn in his eyes! | |
The master of the forge and smithy, | |
Forges for her the lid in colors, | |
Mixes together certain metals | |
See the fire now burn in his eyes! | |
The blacksmith of Pohjola | |
Sees the magic Sampo rising. | |
Yet he has not the bride of beauty | |
See the fire now burn in his eyes! |