AMBERIAN DAWN - Birth Of The Harp lyrics

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The ancient singer went<br />

lamenting through the forest<br />

heard the birch wailing<br />

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Now drawing nearer he asks the sacred birch tree<br />

"Why art thou weeping?"<br />

Giving wood a shape of a harp<br />

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Weep no more thou sacred birch tree<br />

grieve no more, my dear friend and my brother<br />

I will turn thy grief to joy and fortune<br />

Make thee laugh and sing with gladness and joy<br />

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The ancient singer made<br />

a magic harp from birch wood<br />

fashioned of summer<br />

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He takes the harp in his hands<br />

turns the arch up, looking skyward<br />

And magic notes follow<br />

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Weep no more thou sacred birch tree<br />

grieve no more, my dear friend and my brother<br />

I will turn thy grief to joy and fortune<br />

Make thee laugh and sing with gladness and joy

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