No man nor a god
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With a sword he carved
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With a feather he conjured
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An instrument from the bone of fish
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A kantele from the jaws of a pike
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Sat on a golden rock
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On a bank of a golden river
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By the brink of golden falls
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Under the golden sun
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The birds flew to the singer
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The wildfowl from the open sea
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The fingers plucked the brightest chord
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Tolled the fangs of a pike
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The colours of rainbow lighted
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Above the silent waters
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Came forth the woodland creatures
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The spirits great and small
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The mistress and the master
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Of Tapiola, forest folk
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Behind a cloud of blue
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The moon wove the strands of silver
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On the edge of the cloud of red
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The daylight gilded the cloth
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The small fish in the shallows
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The big ones under the surface
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The king of waters, on the waves
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The queen on an open sea
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From distant fens came the swans
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An eagle from its heaven high
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The fingers plucked the brightest chord
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Tolled the fangs of a pike
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The colours of rainbow lighted
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Above the silent waters
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Came forth the woodland creatures
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The spirits great and small
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The mistress and the master
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Of Tapiola, forest folk
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Each one comprehended and understood
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Each one shed a tear, they wept and cried
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Each and every tear
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Tears of everyone
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All joined to flow
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Into the silent waters
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The golden stream of life
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Carried the tears to the sea
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To oceans' deep keeps
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The pearls were concealed |