"Elegy" as written by and John T. Williams....
Long evenings full on longing
Low-spirited my mornings
Full of longing too my nights
And all times the bitterest
'Tis my lovely I long for
It is my darling I miss
My black-browed one I grieve for

Beneath the grass my treasure
Under the sand my sweet one
Beneath the grass my treasure
Under the sand my sweet one

There's no hearing my treasure
No seeing my marten-breat
No hearing her in the lane
Driving below the window
Chopping the wood by the stack
Clinking outside the cook-house
In the earth my berry lies

Beneath the grass my treasure
Under the sand my sweet one
Beneath the grass my treasure
Under the sand my sweet one

Long
Evenings full on longing
Low
Spirited my mornings
Full of longing
Too my nights
And all times
The bitterest

There's
No hearing my treasure
No seeing
My marten-breat
No hearing
Her in the lane
Driving below
The window
Chopping the wood
By the stack
Clinking outside
The cook-house
In the earth
My berry lies

In the soil
She's moldering
Under the sand
My sweet one
Beneath the grass
My treasure
The one
I grieve for


Lyrics submitted by Idan

"Elegy" as written by Kim Rantala

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY

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    General CommentClearly it is about the loss of a loved one. Sourced and translated from the Kanteletar (a book of traditional Finnish poetry) and set to the most mournfully beautiful music imaginable. Breath-taking.
    ac666on July 20, 2005   Link
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    General CommentJust to organize the lyrics...
    BTW does anyone have lyrics for the growl part? It sounds like he's repeating the verses again.

    Long evenings full of longing
    Low-spirited my mornings
    Full of longing too my nights
    And all times the bitterest.
    Tis my lovley I long for
    It is my darling I miss
    My black-browed one I grieve for.

    Beneath the grass my treasure
    Under the sand my sweet one

    There's no hearing my treasure
    No seeing my marten-breast
    No hearing her in the lane
    Driving below the window
    Chopping the wood by the stack
    Clinking outside the cook-house:
    In the earth my berry lies

    Beneath the grass my treasure
    Under the sand my sweet one

    In the soil she's mouldering
    Under the sand my sweet one
    Beneath the grass my treasure
    The one I grieve for.
    FiendJesterChaoson June 30, 2009   Link
  • 0
    Song FactThe original poem from Kanteletar II:53: Maassa marjani makaavi
    elisanet.fi/kuula_seura/kanteletar/2.kirja/…
    TheBurninatoron February 22, 2015   Link

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