Текст: Amorphis. In The Begining.

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 of North

I have a good mind
Take into my head
To start of singing
Began reciting

Those words we've got
From the North's furthest fields
Those words we've got
From the heaths of Kalevala

We seldom get together
And meet each other
On these poor borders
The luckless lands of the North