Тексты песен AMORPHIS

For the cold pale women I leave some of my goodness I leave the veil of sin And let go my dreams (pre-chorus:) Eternity follows me everywhere Your words so hollow won't go anywhere Distant shadows dis

What was denied from poor I thought to be riches I run for them there and then it made me take my due to death I"d plunge with joy my happiness to claim I am prepared to face the war under the bl

(Laine) The Devil weds the widow Death another's leftovers Better to lie on a willows Rest of alder boughs Than upon the widow's bed On a used woman's pillow Sweeter the side of a fence Than a widow'

The Devil weds a widow Death another's leftovers Better to lie on a willows Rest on alder boughs Than upon a widow's bed On a used woman's pillow Sweeter the side of a fence Than a widow's flank Sweet

Дьявол обвенчан со вдовой – Смерть откладывается. Лучше лечь на ивы, Опереться на ветви ольхи, А потом на вдовью постель, На смятую вдовью подушку. Слаще кладбищенская ограда, Чем вдовья доля. Мягче н

Tear dimmed rememberance In a womb of time Breath upon me Possessed by the passion Fate will set you free Infertile Chased be the precious When flesh is an enemy Fair weather man (pre-chorus:) Step as

Tear dimmed remembrance in the womb of time breath upon me possessed by the passion fate will set you free infertile chaste be the precious when flesh is an enemy fair-weather man (pre chorus) Step as

Tear dimmed rememberance In a womb of time Breath upon me Possessed by the passion Fate will set you free Infertile Chased be the precious When flesh is an enemy Fair weather man (pre-chorus:) Step as

Воспоминание омрачено слезами В лоне времени, Его дыханье надо мной. Одержимый страстью Будет освобождён судьбой Немилосердной. Преследуемое прелестно, Когда плоть – это враг, Выстоявший в бурю челове

I must be out of my mind as I hear you call My name is even though I can't see you anywhere Surely this feeling must be coming from something Someone gave me yesterday as I searched for you And I hear

(Holopainen) Better it would be for me And better it would have been Had I not been born, not grown Not been brought into the world Not had to come to his earth Not been suckled for the world If I'd

Better it would be for me And better it would have been Had I not been born, not grown Not been brought into the world Not had to come to this earth Not been suckled for the world If I'd died a three-

(Music: T. Koivusaari&E. Holopainen; Lyric: J. Rechberger) Terror, when the darkness binds your limbs Terror, when the fear freezes your nerves Horror, when the pain climbs up your veins Darkness

Still searching for my way, the right way to be still pondering what I"ve done I"m still thinking what I"ve said, still finding from within and all that I know is still not enough I&quo

This is how the lucky feel, how the blessed think. Like daybreak in spring, the sun on a spring morning. Like the flat brink of a cloud. Like a dark night in autumn. But how do I feel...in my gloomy d

This is how the lucky feel how the blessed think like daybreak in spring the sun on a spring morning Like the flat brink of a cloud like a dark night in the autumn But how do I feel in my gloomy depth

Так чувствует счастливый, так блаженный думает, подобно рассвету весной, как солнце весенним утром Но чувствую я в моих мрачных глубинах? Подобно плоскому краю облака, подобно темной осенней ночи, чер

I have a mind, a good memory Here"s how my life begins I wasn"t born from a woman"s thighs But from fire I dwell on that dream I don"t want that to fade I keep that dream Until the

У меня крепкий ум, хорошая память. Вот так началась жизнь моя: Я не был рождён от бёдер женщины, А был рождён от огня. Живу я лишь этой мечтой, Не хочу чтобы она исчезла. Храню свои тайные грёзы, Пока

Free flowing water The air is so warm It breaths for you It sees through you before the storm And if the lake can"t Be the sister To the moon To the river To the sun I know I wouldn"t be str

Free flowing water The air is so warm It breathes for you It sees through you before the storm And if the lake can't Be the sister To the moon To the river To the sun The leaves are falling Cutting th

Вода журчит, течёт спокойно, И тёплый воздух теребит, Дыханьем мягко обдувает. Как перед штормом, всё молчит. И если озеро не может Сестрой луне с рекою быть, И солнцу братство подарить... Я знаю, что

Where have you been, where have you been my son, my merry son? On the seashore, on the seashore mother, my darling one. And what have you been doing there my son, my merry son? I have been watering my

So many years I've been fading And closed the doors behind Pay that price if you lost it all The end is not the past recall Waiting for the enclosening darkness And there you will be the light As it's

(Koivusaari, Holopainen & Laine) Many rocks the rapid has A lot of billows the sea More plentiful are my cares Than comes on a spruce Beard moss an a juniper Gnarls upon a pine bark Knobs upon a

Many rocks the rapid has A lot of billows the sea More plentiful are my cares Then cones on a spruce Beard moss on a juniper Gnarls upon a pine bark Knobs upon a fir Husks on a grass-top Bough

In the North, a prisoner of darkness In black court, a victim of sleep Slither like a snake I tried A mole under the soil A king, a fool trapped in a strange land A slave of the black queen I was unde

She's riding on a crimson wave Truth sat on her shoulder Planets before melting face The keys for the wounded Sinking into underground Please the one who wants it Something is pulling you

I can hear your yearnings your anguished cries let the nourishment pass you by as it leaves you without without a trace it leaves you without the scars it's a day of the ruins the time of your relief

Слышу, как ты кричишь от боли Слышу твои мучения Позволь поддержке миновать тебя Она оставляет тебя без Без следа Без отпечатка Это час низвержения Твоего утешения миг День твоего осуждения И всех вер

Last day brings the grace For bearers of forbidden name Step into five fold mace As son as father in a frame Chorus: Someday fire wipes the rain Fears are frozen tears whisper Things that no one hera

How does it feel Blessed to receive Be modest and forgiving How does it feel You can try to hate me But you're only hurting yourself Drifting in your shady memories Where to go when sorrow breeds Let

(lyrics: trad., Music: Koivusaari, Holopainen, Laine) I went to wash at the shore I went to bathe in the sea And there I, a hen, was lost I, a bird Untimely died Let not my brother Ever in the world

I went to wash at the shore I went to bathe in the sea and there I, a hen, was lost I, a bird untimely died Water of the sea so much blood of mine fishes of the sea so much flesh of mine Let not my br

Я шел купаться на берег, Я шел купать в море и там Я, курица, пропал Я, птица безвременно умершая Не позволяйте моему брату когда-либо в мире Купать его военную-лошадь на морском берегу! Вода моря – т

Long evenings full on longing Low-spirited my mornings Full of longing too my nights And all times the bitterest. "tis my lovely I long for It is my darling I miss My black-browed one I grieve fo

A beautiful day when it"s over Clouds high up in the sky A beautiful day when it"s over Nobody will bury me In this wicked world, I live the war In this wicked world, I go to war Here"

Blackness falls on empty calmness the night is full I kissed the frozen sweetness the mist around my grief don't let the past wear you down let go of the life that haunts you tonight don't let the sil

Kiss the devil's mark like a self-denial without temptation she suffers from shame prodigious perversions it's her final dimension feel affection for her longings lamentation for no reason why deep mi

Поцелуй метку дьявола Как самоотречение без искушения Она мучается от стыда Изумительное извращение Это её последнее измерение Почувствуй любовь ради её томлений Плач по неизвестным причинам Глубокое

=========================== (lyrics & music: E. Holopainen) A wave the sound of Noisiu's voice His singing was ever sweet... Noisiu's grave has now been made And the accompaniment was mournful Fo

Волна звуков голоса Ноисиу, Его пение было сладчайшим... Могила Ноисиу теперь готова, и аккомпонемент был жалобен. Для него, героя героев, я налил смертельный напиток, Который убил его. Боже, его коро

A wave the sound of Noisiu's voice his singing was ever sweet... Noisiu's grave has now been made and the accompaniment was mournful For him I poured out – hero of heroes, the deadly drink that kille

Nothing is more than too much I'm waiting for the tarnishing touch you wish for the last kiss goodbye like the child that cannot lie I walk away now from you and your sun it goes down from you as I wa

Nothing is more than too much I'm waiting for the tarnishing touch you wish for the last kiss goodbye like the child that cannot lie I walk away now from you and your sun it goes down from you as I wa

(Lyrics: Holopainen, Music: Holopainen) The mountains of north Shall erupt and flames Of darkland will rise Hail to one who hails Blood for one who blees O you mistress of northland Queen of darkland

(Music:Koivusaari) (Instrumental)

With every step I cast damnation No will to live the prose of existence This fleeting molder 't walk of fader Re-stream dead senses unlive is past Follow me into fire Reveal the soul ablaze Swallow m

I walk down to the seashore To bury my hate I wait till the morning of the mourning But it's too late Down to the seashore Through the illuminous gate You wait for tomorrow but today is to

(Lyrics: Holopainen, Music: Holopainen) Once I had a mind And thoughts was given But nowadays, in this evil age All my sense is somewhere else Once I had a soul I was one with my god But now I am aba

I who have forged the heavens I also have my king To northland I was sent I was cast to distant Pohjola Enforced by my king's spells His orders undenied From the small crumbs of earth From a fleece of

The god of deception a man with your face see him still wondering searching for your grave needles called luster it's only a one night stand and you are six feet under dead by your own hand as you los

Божество обмана Безликий человек Смотри он ещё бродит В поисках твоей могилы Иглы названные славой На 6 футов под землёй Это остановка на ночь Ты умер от своей руки Ты потерял своё предназначение И чт

Astonishment when I bend over you creep Put a noose around my neck Which side I deside it's my time to reap It's your side wicked and deaf Take me to the place I can sleep Wipe away all misery Turn my

Astonishment when I bend over you creep Put a noose around my neck Which side I deside it's my time to reap It's your side wicked and deaf Take me to the place I can sleep Wipe away all misery Turn my

Astonishment when I bend over you creep Put a noose around my neck Which side I deside it's my time to reap It's your side wicked and deaf Take me to the place I can sleep Wipe away all misery Turn my

Изумляюсь, перегибаясь через тебя, когда ты ползёшь. На моей шее петля, На какую сторону я встану? Моё время пожинать. Твоя сторона глуха и зла. Забери меня туда, где смогу уснуть, Сотри всё несчастье

To a strange land, land of Pohjola I took my gift, I received it from the gods I melted the knowledge of heaven From the pieces of my heart I built a golden mill I made the heavens, I delivered them I

(Music & Lyric: E. Holopainen) I shall have a son, out of Cornwall shall he come, that shall be a wild boar, bristled with steel... he shall be a man most brave and noble in thought Thou shall k

Not thirsty am I for the blood Of redeemer of thy greed My hunger can't be satisfied With flesh of thy nazarene No gilded streets of heaven's grace Entice me in thy speech No holy mother doth condone

Нет, я не жажду крови, Чтоб утолить алчность свою, Мой голод не удовлетворит Назарянина твоего плоть. И позолоченные улицы благосклонных небес Не соблазнят меня твоей речью, И не потворствует святая м

Your helping hand is killing me If you see me suffer it's not your victory Sadistic forms of new way discipline Like I love myself I love to sin And I want more And I want it low Of course you wont fo

Your helping hand is killing me If you see me suffer it's not your victory Sadistic forms of new way discipline Like I love myself I love to sin And I want more And I want it low Of course you wont fo

Only one can make me do my good deeds only one and the shadow of that one only one can make me do my evil deeds only one and the shadow of that one Her alone I will lend my ear to only her will I obey

I climb to the higher ground to see what's behind the sun step on the hands made out of clay the hands of stained mortals all there is and all you'll have bless the one who cannot cry there is no nigh

Under the vault of heavens I stood alone, waiting The blaze of silver shining in my eyes My hands of gleaming gold The red of iron in my veins The blue of steel in my bones The sparkle of blackness of

I will never sleep alone (never withouut you) Whatever you say to me I already know If I said something to you You would take those words (You don"t know) You don"t know nothing yet About th

I am of crimson blood nought shall hold me mirror mine the dark of night reflects me in water Ablaze are my eyes my soul consumed by woe my braids weaved by the wind an image in my mind Leave I must

(Lyrics: trad., Music: Holopainen, Laine) I have a good mind Take into my head To start of singing Began reciting We seldom get together And meet each other On these poor borders The luckless lands o

I have a good mind Take into my head To start of singing Began reciting We seldom get together And meet each other On these poor borders The luckless land of the north Those words we have got From th

(Lyrics: trad., Music: Holopainen, Laine) The islander slips into hiding And takes to his heels Out of dark Northland The murky house of Sara He whirled out of doors as snow Arrives as smoke in the ya

(Music: T. Koivusaari&E. Holopainen; Lyric: E. Holopainen) The sound of thousand warriors The fields of thousand battles Still, in our hearts we can hear the great hymn of Karelia.

---KARELIA--- "The sound of thousand warriors The fields of thousand battles Still, in our hearts we can hear the great hymn of Karelia." ---THE GATHERING--- As I sense their steel, As I see

There's no existing misery that just fades away faint hearted mindless tracks through the wicked world the world of today and all the people wait too long makes them hate too much foolishness fills th

Tomi Joutsen – вокал Esa Holopainen – гитара Tomi Koivusaari – гитара Niclas Etelavuori – бас Santeri Kallio – клавишные Jan Rechberger – ударные Fate changed Life healed like a wound How does the kin

In the darkness I will shine, cast no shadows, not define I walk on water, float on air, there's no other to compare I have this fascination, no cause for deviation It's called levitation There's no c

Originally performed by The Doors You know that it would be untrue; You know that I would be a liar; If I was to say to you; Girl, we couldn't get much higher Come on, baby, light my fire, Come on, ba

(Lyrics:trad., Music: Holopainen) Hey there, tiny wench My perpetual serf Put stew in a pot Bring water for the guest Before we part Before your neck is broken You strike first Son of the north

Hey there, tiny wench my perpetual serf put stew in a pot bring water for the guest Before we part before your neck is broken you strike first Son of the north Hey there, tiny wench my perpetual serf

In the bowels of rocky mountain A fiery bird I forged Forged from iron, from molten steel A flaming eagle majestic beast On the wings of my eagle To black river I flew To the dale of the dead To the s

On the blue waters of mermaids I was sailing on the blue Brought up a catch of strangest wonder On the blue And I drew my knife to gut What I had taken from the blue But it was gone, back to the lake

=========== (lyrics: E. Holopainen) (music: E. Holopainen, T. Koivusaari & J. Rechberger) We sail across the sea, In our thoughts we float over mountains All this vanity that we could hide The tru

(Music:Koivusaari; Lyrics:trad) Where has the sun gone from us Where is the moon lost to us The moon will not gleam at all Nor will the sun shine at all Death opens it's mouth The son of the No

Where has the sun gone from us Where is the moon lost to us The moon will not gleam at all Nor will the sun shine at all Death opens its mouth The son of the Northlander Camo to look, to listen "

Go, look at the moon and inspect the sun. Now they are in the sky. Right in their old places. Hail, moon, for gleeming. Fair one for showing your face. Dear sun for dawning. And daylight for comming u

(Music:Koivusaari; Lyrics:trad) Go, look at the moon And inspect the sun How they are in the sky Right in their old places Hail, moon, for gleeming Fair one for showing your face Dear sun for dawnin

You live only for yourself Or send your soul to the heaven"s grace Been weak as the autumn leaves Or strong as the growing seed Swallowed into the black Search for entrace Chorus: Watch to the e

You live only for yourself Or send your soul to the heaven's grace Been weak as the autumn leaves Or strong as the growing seed Swallowed into the black Search for entrace Watch to the eyes of morning

Feel the ground the mourning soil close your eyes and lay confront the passage of time eternity which you cannot betray barter away this haziness down to earth this sparkling distress thereafter you c

(Holopainen) Truly they lie, they talk utter non-sence Who say that music recon that the kantele Was fashioned by a God Out of a great pike's shoulders From a water-dog's hooked bones: It was made fro

Truly they lie, they talk utter nonsense Who say that music reckon that the kantele Was fashioned by God Out of a great pike's shoulders From a water-dog's hooked bones: It was made from grief It's be

Truly they lie, they talk utter nonsense Who say that music reckon that the kantele Was fashioned by God Out of a great pike's shoulders From a water-dog's hooked bones: It was mouldered from sorrow I

Slowly turns the key of time In the lock of promises broken In mute silence of my space I crouch under my yearning The works of my gods receding now Evade my grasping hands Her hair I would long to ad

As a rot to rape the spring sown seed A plague sprang forth of his tracks Churns ran red when cows milked blood And famine cracked poor backs Who would hear a lament sad Under the bright blue sky Th

Пока разложение убивает зерно, посеянное по весне, Зародившаяся чума прокладывает свой путь. Красно масло коров с багряным молоком, И голод обрушивается на спины бедняков. Кто услышит печальный плач П

(Holopainen & Rantala) Old folk remember And those today learn How before their time Life was different here: Without the sun people lived Grouped about without the moon With candle sowing was don

Old folk remember And those today learn How before their time Life was different here: Without the sun people lived Gropped about without the moon With candles sowing was done Planting performed with

Предки помнят, А потомки учатся Тому, что было до них, Когда жизнь была другой. Без солнца люди жили, На ощупь брели под луной, Со свечами сеяли, Сажали при свете факелов. В наше время Без солнечного

I, I woke up The God of fire woke me up At the edge of burning ground I"m, I"m damned To put out the fire My hand is a trap for that fire It won"t surprise me in my dream My dream wake

На краю я горящей земли: Бог огня разбудил меня. Здесь я должен тушить огонь Рукою – ловушкой огня. Непреклонен останусь в мечте, Мечте, меня пробудившей. Рукою ловлю я огонь Как ловушкой, пламя накры

I hear you hear your worthless speech unheard and sensational feeding my comprehension let me see beyond all additional show me something real something low and dramatical when all this sinful glitter

(Laine) (Instrumental)

Bahted in the rust of moon Is the death beds lullaby Sung so softly with the stars Reflected in her eyes Chorus: It's the blaze that beckons men Into the woods, of beaten path Is the sight of the fire

That"s what my sister says And during that day Came spring and winter Oh, when did you fly here It was you that I found The same flesh and blood (My flesh) It was you that I found (My blood) It w

Sparks sent flying, my mind thundering The room of my heart flashing to the sky The flaring of fumes fill my senses Pervade this room and this space The days they blend into the nights The moon, the s

From trails of wolves From paths of bruin From fen-depths and mountain winds Raised into the light I was Separated apart I was I am of air I am water I am of fire And earth I am The lore of air The wa

Mother wept for her son she wept and sang anxiously pndered fate his and her own A sun"s ray, in through the eye glimmered in the room of mind changing the woman shape sorrow fled her face From t

Once I was there Standing outside Looking in Beside my window Smiling face, shattering It's an old man's pride That climbs over understanding It wasn't your child That I was hurting [pre-chorus:] And

Once I was there Standing outside Looking in Beside my window Smiling face, shattering It's an old man's pride That climbs over understanding It wasn't your child That I was hurting And I turn my back

My soul is bleeding I feel so small Afraid that this will never end I can't understand the pain in my bones I sleep through another trance Climb over the rainbow From here you can see so much I need s

My soul is bleeding I feel so small Afraid that this will never end I can't understand the pain in my bones I sleep through another trance Climb over the rainbow From here you can see so much I need s

Show me the way I am your next turn Damage done, it's time to burn Crying eyes I can't still see Through up in loud You want to be: It's too late The end of the pray This shining turns grey - too lat

Far from here, a house forsaken on lands of yesterday the silence of the night has crept in as weeping of the women, as thoughts of solitude as sadness and as grief In a dim deserted room a token left

======================== (lyrics: E. Holopainen) (music: E. Holopainen, T. Koivusaari & O.P. Laine) True Celtic power From the cape of Cornwall Cry of hope, angels cry This was omen, our sign, pre

Истинная Кельтская сила От мыса Корнуолла Крика надежды, плача ангелов, Это было предзнаменование, наш знак, предсказание. Далекие ворота, готическая могила Через века наш клан все еще остается На это

A day"s light told me of my son"s fate the sun showed the way, grim and severe pulled under the raging waters, my child sank in the drowning currents, my son My strength is not enough, my po

A day's light told me of my son's fate The sun showed the way, grim and severe Pulled under the raging waters, my child Sank in the drowning currents, my son My son My strenght is not enough, my power

From my world the sun faded And the moon from my sky was gone with stars I came home to a bleak room of sorrow Forsaken house, place of grief, in solitude I listened to my heart beating The faint rush

Inside this nonexistence I know very clearly The directions, all the points Of every potential quarter I forge my wisdom Into an arc surrounding all I forge my heartbeat To a dome all heavens wide I k

(Holopainen & Laine) What the trust toils at The partridge asks for The hapless one takes The troubled one steals Puts upon a spade Sets on a runner Hides under a door Shields with a bath-whisk

You have a woman here One made of stone You made her for yourself You piled her up Made a stone face Stone fingers and eyes There"s no room beside her For another woman Alive and breathing one I

[Bonus Track] [Lyrics are based on a single tale from Kalevala, Kullervo's Story] [music: Koivusaari, lyrics: Joutsen] You have a woman here One made of stone You made her for yourself You piled her u

n the morning mist by the waning moon through the woods she set on foot With a sacred blade cut the berries down Dug up the dreaded mandrake root Chorus: Tread my path to summer's end This bequ

In the morning mist by the waning moon through the woods she set on foot With a sacred blade cut the berries down Dug up the dreaded mandrake root Chorus: Tread my path to summer's end This bequest I

В утренний туман с убывающей луной Через леса она бежит, Священным лезвием срезая ягоды, Выкапывая жуткие корни мандрагор. Иди за мной туда, где заканчивается лето, Это наследие я оставлю тебе, – сказ

Where have you been, where have you been My son, my merry son? On the seashore, on the seashore Mother, my darling one. And what have you been doing there My son, my merry son? I have been watering my

(Lyrics: trad., Music: Martenson, Koivusaari, Holopainen, Laine) A bird flew out of Lapland An eagle from the North East One wing ruffled the water And the other swept the sky It's tail skimmed the se

============= (lyrics: E. Holopainen) (music: T. Koivusaari) As I sense their steel, As I see the mighty one, As we all gather once again The gods of war summon us... Summon us North wind blows to our

As I sense their steel, As I see the mighty one, As we all gather once again the gods of war summon us... summon us North wind blows to our valley men with ships, with swords, with honour Their horses

==================== (lyrics: J. Rechberger) (music: E. Holopainen, T. Koivusaari & J. Rechberger) We have to know, we have to see Religions so many, which one of them are so real, That it makes u

Мы должны знать, мы должны видеть Так много религий, которая из них столь реальна, Что это заставит нас верить? Сокрушаем цепи веры, чтобы найти путь бессмертия. Мы скрываемся позади креста, чтобы най

We craved the light from the darkness It's a morning of misfortune The dawn of a mankind Listen to me instead of a blind folk's speak Forget the mature plan We are but humans you'll see I can hear the

(Holopainen & Laine) The callo's spirits are low Swimming on the chill water But the orphan's are lower Walking down the village street The sparrow's belly is chill Sitting on the icy leafbough B

(Music: T. Koivusaar;Lyric: E. Holopainen) In his eyes The evil spirit rise Turns to darkness with Satan's name "As the time is right dead bodies rise up from their graves And when the tim

In my dream smoke followed me As on fire the whole world had been To the yard I walked in Up the frontstep and opened the door Cranes flew over to the North As I walked on dry And passed thro

Дым следует за мной во сне, Словно в огне весь мир. Во двор вошёл я, – и к крыльцу, И следом дверь открыл. На север журавли летят, Я по земле иду. Прошёл сквозь жёлтые поля, С цветами на лугу. Меня уж

Forging the future from the timeless stone Oh let me know how far I can go Answering the questions thet no one ever asks Float through the sea of madness And face the everlasting task So lonely to wan

Forging the future from the timeless stone Oh let me know how far I can go Answering the questions thet no one ever asks Float through the sea of madness And face the everlasting task So lonely to wan

Складывая будущее из древних камней, Как далеко я зайду? Дай мне знать скорей. Отвечая на вопросы, которые никто не задавал, Проплыв через море безумия, Увидел задачу, что всю жизнь решал. Так одиноко

I set out on a longest road to seek the answers from Death I set out to the black sacred stream to seek out and shoot a white swan On desolate and stony paths from a mountain to a vale I reached the s

(Music: Martenson) (Instrumental)

From all the four corners From the heights beyond the changing skies From in between the golden stars From lands of dead below I seek the magic for my spell The power for my charm For want of three wo

(Lyrics: trad., Music: Holopainen, Laine) O old man, good god Careful man of heaven Keeper of storm clouds Make misty weather And create a tiny cloud In whose shelter I may go

I have known the arcane lore on strange roads such visions met that I have no fear nor concern for hatred and obstacles of this world By stone-shooed wanderer I am taught my visions from fiery eyed ir

Sorrow is my bread And tears I drink as wine Oblivion my happiness Ground under teeth of time For cold be the stone When frost ve devoured the land Consolation is no gift Of winter's icy hand Chorus:

Sorrow is my bread And tears I drink as wine Oblivion my happiness Ground under teeth of time For cold be the stone When frost ve devoured the land Consolation is no gift Of winter's icy hand Upon a c

Печаль мне вместо хлеба, Взамен вина – слеза, В забвенье моё счастье Скрежещет под зубами времени. Камень достанется холоду, Когда мороз истребит страну, Утешением сыт не будешь... Из ледяных рук зимы

No longer I was breathing No more bleeding Inside the turn Under a soil and black stone And I was listening And felt no pain To the sunrise to east I"ll leave my grief To the stars shine Casting

For the cold pale women I leave some of my goodness I leave the veil of sin And let go my dreams Eternity follows me everywhere Your words so hollow won't go anywhere Distant shadows disappears It sea

Для равнодушной женщины Сберегу часть своей доброты, Я откину вуаль греха И отпущу свои мечты. Вечность следует за мной повсюду, Твои слова пусты и негодны. Далёкие тени исчезают В поисках ворот за зв

Erosion of life I see It makes the passion burn in me Life it always withers away Death will eternally stay Corpses in their coffins Forever rest in peace ? There sleeping with the aspergillus Is this

(Music: T. Koivusaari; Lyric: J. Ahlroth) Erosion of life I see it makes the passion burn in me Life it always withers away Death will eternally stay Corpses in their coffins forever rest in peace ?

[lyrics: E. Holopainen] [music: T. Koivusaari & E. Holopainen] As the sun falls down And the swell crashes into the shore The great warriors of doom and wind Ride high Silent is the silence, The o

(Music: T. Koivusaari&E. Holopainen; Lyric: E. Holopainen) As the sun falls down and the swell crashes into the shore The great warriors of doom and wind ride high Silent is the silence, the onl

A mind dejected, blood boiling with anger the storm of the warpath, now sings in my heart your pleadings, useless, I now shall disregard I"ll leave you to weep and to fear for me I"m ready f

A mind dejected, blood boiling with anger the storm of the warpath, now sings in my heart your pleading, useless, I now shall disregard I'll leave you to weep and to fear for me (I'm ready for my end)

(Laine & Rantala) In the way where I once listened out for the light Where the little birds warble The ptarmigans babble And my heart looked about for some rest from its trouble I cast my eyes dow

Withered be the flower Long past it's prime and bloom Forgotten on the stony bed This silent hillside tomb For coppered be the grip Of this wooded land A crude cold gauntlet Hides the boney hand

I was born as all the world here was born As tones, words and stories of the primeval song I need no bow, I need no sword My kingship's known to gods Let their song go on I need you to be the guide Th

"Потерянное имя Бога" Мы должны знать, мы должны видеть Так много религий, которая из них столь реальна, Что это заставит нас верить? Сокрушаем цепи веры, чтобы найти путь бессмертия. Мы скр