Tales From the Thousand Lakes

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The islander slips into hiding And takes to his heels Out of dark Northland The murky house of Sara He whirled out of doors as snow Arrives as smoke in the yard To flee from bad deeds There he had to become someone else He must change his shape As an eagle he swept up Wanted to soar heavenward The sun burnt his cheeks The moon lit his brows

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 22, 2025

A bird flew out of Lapland An eagle from the North East One wing ruffled the water And the other swept the sky It's tail skimmed the sea It flutters, it glides It looks, it turns round "Why, man are you in the sea Fellow, among the billows?"

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 22, 2025

The mountains of North Shall erupt and flames Of darkland will raise Hail to one who hails Blood for one who bleeds O you mistress of northland Queen of darkland I may wash my hands of the Evil master's blood For that is no man's doom Which I bring That is child's doom And it shall be the First doom

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 22, 2025

I went to wash at the shore I went to bathe in the sea And there I, a hen, was lost I, a bird Untimely died Let not my brother Ever in this world Water his war-horse Upon the seashore! Waters of the sea So much blood of mine Fishes of the sea So much flesh of mine Such the death of the young maid End of the fair little hen

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 22, 2025

I have a good mind Take into my head To start of singing Began reciting We seldom get together And meet each other On these poor borders The luckless lands of the north Those words we have got From the North's furthest fields, From the heaths of Kalevala

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 22, 2025

Once I had a mind And thoughts was given But nowadays, in this evil age All my sense is somewhere else Once I had a soul I was one with my god But now I am abandoned Banished from these lies Long my tale's been in the cold For ages has lain hidden I know how to bewitch fire And how to fame flames I know how to banish worms And turn snakes away

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 22, 2025

O old man, good god Careful man of heaven Keeper of storm clouds Make misty weather And create a tiny cloud In whose shelter I may go

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 22, 2025

Hey there, tiny wench My perpetual serf Put stew in a pot Bring water for the guest Before we part Before your neck is broken You strike first Son of the north

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 22, 2025