Amorphis - Elegy
Long Evenings Full Of Longing
Full Of Longing Too My Nights
Low-spirited My Mornings
And All The Time The Bitterest.
'tis My Lovely I Long For
My Black-browed One I Grieve For.
It Is My Darling I Miss
No Hearing Her In The Lane
No Seeing My Marten-breast
There's No Hearing My Treasure
Driving Below The Window
Chopping The Wood By The Stack
In The Earth My Berry Lies
Clinking Outside The Cook-house:
Under The Sand My Sweet One
In The Soil She's Mouldering
The One I Grieve Forbeneath The Grass My Trasure
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