A wave the sound of Noisiu's voice
his singing was ever sweet...
Noisiu's grave has now been made
and the accompaniment was mournful
For him I poured out – hero of heroes,
the deadly drink that killed him
Dear his short shining hair
a handsome man, even very beautiful
Dear the grey eyes that women loved
fierce they were foes, dear the grey eyes
A wave the sound of Noisiu's voice
his singing was ever sweet...
Noisiu's grave has now been made
and the accompaniment was mournful
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- Amorphis - Exile Of The Sons Of Uisliu (0)
- Amorphis - Exile Of The Sons Of Uisliu (The Karelian Isthmus - 1992) (0)
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