amberian dawn - birth of the harp كلمات أغنية

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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