| Song | Sampo |
| Artist | Amberian Dawn |
| Album | End of Eden |
| 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! |