Exile Of The Sons Of Uisliu

текст песни Amorphis

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 killed him

Dear his short shining hair
A handsome man, even very beautiful

Dear the grey eyes that women loved

Fierce they were foes

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