[ Предположительная тональность: Cm ] [Intro] Cm Bb Bb Cm 8x [Verse] Cm Bb Cm Truly they lie, they talk utter nonsense Bb Cm Who say that music reckon that the kantele Bb Was fashioned by a god Cm Out of a great pike's shoulders Bb From a water-dog's hooked bones Cm It was moulded from sorrow [Interlude] Cm Bb Bb Cm 2x [Chorus] Cm Bb Cm Its belly out of hard days Cm Bb Cm Its soundboard from endless woes Cm Bb Cm Its strings gathered from torments, and its pegs from other ills Cm Bb Cm Truly they lie, they talk utter nonsense Gm Dm Bb C 4x [Interlude] Cm Bb Bb Cm 4x [Chorus] Cm Bb Cm Its belly out of hard days Cm Bb Cm Its soundboard from endless woes Cm Bb Cm Its strings gathered from torments, and its pegs from other ills Cm Bb Cm Truly they lie, they talk utter nonsense Gm Dm Bb C 8x [Outro] Cm Bb Bb Ab Ab Bb Cm Bb 10x
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