Amorphis - Song of the Sage lyrics

No man nor a god with a sword he carved
With a feather he conjured
An instrument from the bone of fish
A kantele from the jaws of a pike

Sat on a golden rock
On a bank of a golden river
By the brink of golden falls
Under the golden sun

The birds flew to the singer
The wildfowl from the open sea

The fingers plucked the brightest chord
Tolled the fangs of a pike
The colours of rainbow lighted
Above the silent waters

Came forth the woodland creatures
The spirit's great and small
The mistress and the master
Of Tapiola, forest folk

Behind a cloud of blue
The moon wove the strands of silver
On the edge of the cloud of red
The daylight gilded the cloth

The small fish in the shallows
The big ones under the surface
The king of waters, on the waves
The queen on an open sea

From distant fens came the swans
An eagle from it's heaven high

The fingers plucked the brightest chord
Tolled the fangs of a pike
The colours of rainbow lighted
Above the silent waters

Came forth the woodland creatures
The spirit's great and small
The mistress and the master
Of Tapiola, forest folk

Each one comprehended and understood
Each one shed a tear, they wept and cried

Each and every tear tears of everyone
All joined to flow into the silent waters

The golden stream of life
Carried the tears to the sea
To oceans’ deep keeps
The pearls were concealed