let the milk come seeping From the heaven, the heaven of my heart There my skills were known to them all They all knew my name All knew of my might
From a memory of a single seed From the flair of a swan's feather I let the milk come seeping from the heaven Heaven of my heart There my skills were
Tulkojums: Amorphis. No Heaven Of My Heart.
ewe From a memory of a single seed From the flair of a swan's feather I let the milk come seeping from the heaven Heaven of my heart There my skills
