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Cares

Amorphis

Elegy

Many rocks the rapid has

A lot of billows the sea

More plentiful are my cares

Then cones on a spruce

Beard moss on a juniper

Gnarls upon a pine bark

Knobs upon a fir

Husks on a grass-top

Boughs on a bad tree.

Drag my cares away

Carry off my griefs

For no horse can draw

No iron-shod jerk

Without the shaft-bow shaking off

The cares of this skinny one

The sorrows of this black bird