The Exile of the Sons of Uisliu lyrics

A wave the sound of Noisiu's voice

His singing was ever sweet...

Noisiu's grave has now been made

And the accompaniment was mournful

For him I poured out - hero of heroes,

The deadly drink that killed him

Dear his short shining hair

A handsome man, even very beautiful

Dear the grey eyes that women loved

Fierce they were foes

• Artist:Amorphis
• Album:The Karelian Isthmus (1992)