birth of the harp - amberian dawn lyrics
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the ancient singer went
lamenting through the forest
-heard the birch wailing.
now drawing nearer he asks the sacred birch tree
-“why art thou weeping?”
-giving wood a shape of a harp!
weep no more thou sacred birch tree,
grieve no more, my dear friend and my brother.
i will turn thy grief to joy and fortune!
make thee laugh and sing with gladness and joy!
the ancient singer made
a magic harp from birch wood,
fashioned of summer.
he takes the harp in his hands,
turns the arch up, looking skyward.
-and magic notes follow!
weep no more thou sacred birch tree,
grieve no more, my dear friend and my brother.
i will turn thy grief to joy and fortune!
make thee laugh and sing with gladness and joy!
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