Birth Of The Harp

[00:16.62] The ancient singer went
[00:21.17] Lamenting through the forest
[00:25.76] -Heard the birch wailing.
[00:32.15] Now drawing nearer he asks the sacred birch tree
[00:40.46] -"Why art thou weeping?"
[00:47.71] -Giving wood a shape of a harp!
[00:53.16] Weep no more thou sacred birch tree,
[01:00.48] Grieve no more, my dear friend and my brother.
[01:08.66] I will turn thy grief to joy and fortune!
[01:15.95] Make thee laugh and sing with gladness and joy!
[01:42.13] The ancient singer made
[01:47.64] A magic harp from birch wood,
[01:52.10] Fashioned of summer.
[01:58.58] He takes the harp in his hands,
[02:04.04] Turns the arch up, looking skyward.
[02:14.09] -And magic notes follow!
[02:18.53] Weep no more thou sacred birch tree,
[02:25.88] Grieve no more, my dear friend and my brother.
[02:35.01] I will turn thy grief to joy and fortune!
[02:42.36] Make thee laugh and sing with gladness and joy!
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