My Kantele (Acoustic Reprise)

Lyrics
[Verse] 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 molded from sorrow [Chorus] Its belly out of hard days Its soundboard from endless woes Strings gathered from torments And its pegs from other ills Truly they lie, they talk utter nonsense [Instrumental Break] [Accordion Solo] [Chorus] Its belly out of hard days Its soundboard from endless woes Strings gathered from torments And its pegs from other ills Truly they lie, they talk utter nonsense [Instrumental Outro]
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Credits
- Writers
- Esa Holopainen
- Traditional