Lyrics
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The old and evil witch of the lightless Northland
She asked the skilful blacksmith
To forge the wondrous Sampo, the lid in many colors
The mighty mill to make good fortune to its holder
The master of the forge and smithy
Forges for her the lid in colors
Mixes together certain metals
See the fire now burn in his eyes!
The blacksmith of Pohjola
