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Şarkı Sözleri Truly they lie, they talk utter nonsense Who say that music reckon that the kantele Was fashioned by God Out of a great pike's shoulders From a water dog's hooked bones It was made from the grief Its belly out of hard days Its soundboard from endless woes Its strings gathered from torments And its pegs from other ills Truly they lie, they talk utter nonsense Its belly out of hard days Its soundboard from endless woes Its strings gathered from torments And its pegs from other ills Truly they lie, they talk utter nonsense So it will not play, will not rejoice at all Music will not play to please Give off the right sort of joy For it was fashioned from cares Moulded from sorrow