Artist：amberian dawn
Songs Title：sampo
The old and evil with of the lightless Northland
She asked the skillful blacksmith
To forge the wondrous Sampo, the lid in many colors
The mighty mill to make good fortune to it's holder.
The master of the forge and smithy
Forges for her the lid in colors
Mixes together certain metals
See the fire now burn in his eyes!
The blacksmith of Pohjola
Sees the magic Sampo rising.
Yet he has not the bride of beauty
See the fire now burn in his eyes!
And he hammers for her the lid in many colors
Rising from the fire.
To have her fairest daughter as a trade-off
To be his wife and queen forever and ever.
The master of the forge and smithy
Forges for her the lid in colors
Mixes together certain metals
See the fire now burn in his eyes!
The blacksmith of Pohjola
Sees the magic Sampo rising.
Yet he has not the bride of beauty
See the fire now burn in his eyes!
The master of the forge and smithy
Forges for her the lid in colors
Mixes together certain metals
See the fire now burn in his eyes!
The blacksmith of Pohjola
Sees the magic Sampo rising.
Yet he has not the bride of beauty
See the fire now burn in his eyes!
