The River Song – Amorphis

I have roamed the riverside
Tore my way through the thickets
Stumbled through the stony swards
Waded through the whitewaters

Searched the stones for secret signs
Looked for portents on the boulders
Hearkened to the whispering woodland
Winds that stir the wide wilds

Yet I failed to find the sign
The red hand to show my path
So I hope there is no blame
If I cut my own right hand

Hidden highways I have found
Where the dark deer travel
Trails of the swift and the silent
Silver wolves of the woods

Saw the schools of shiny salmon
Wily rising up the river
And the flocks of flying fowl
Wings versed in the ways of winds
Wings versed in the ways of winds

Yet I failed to find the sign
The red hand to show my path
So I hope there is no blame
If I cut my own right hand
Under the starry skies
Once again, I rest my head
And the river of my fate
Sings to me its ancient song

“You have been here before
You have been here before”

Yet I failed to find the sign
The red hand to show my path
So I hope there is no blame
If I cut my own right hand
Under the starry skies
Once again, I rest my head
And the river of my fate
Sings to me its ancient song:

“You have been here before
When the rapids roared louder
When the words came from the waters
Speaking truth and untruth”