Текст песни amorphis - Tuonela
amorphis - Tuonela слова песни
Sorrow is my breadAnd tears I drink as wineOblivion my happinessGround under teeth of timeFor cold be the stoneWhen frost ve devoured the landConsolation is no giftOf winter`s icy handUpon a crust of snowI`ll lay my broken frameWhat steel and iron won`t takeI`ll give in winter`s nameNo good a sullen sout no use a simple knaveNo groom for brides of plaited hairThis man old and lameIf only I could breatheTo see the sun of maybut still longer are the nights than daysAs I wither awayCame the man of crownWith sound of war drums beatSaid no sword arm`s strong enoughWithout my two good feetBut not overlooked am IIn eyes of the maid I`ll wedI`ll reap the crops of TuonelaMy bride`s wealth in death