[Verse 1] I who have forged the heavens I also have my king To northland I was sent I was cast to distant Pohjola Enforced by my kings spells His orders undenied [Chorus] From the small crumbs of earth From a fleece of summer ewe From a memory of a single seed From the flair of a swans feather I let the milk come seeping from the heaven Heaven of my heart [Verse 2] There my skills were known to them all They all knew my name All knew of my might And I forged a godly device A machine divine The gates of plenty opened by me [Chorus] From the small crumbs of earth From a fleece of summer ewe From a memory of a single seed From the flair of a swans feather I let the milk come seeping from the heaven Heaven of my heart [Chorus] From the small crumbs of earth From a fleece of summer ewe From a memory of a single seed From the flair of a swans feather I let the milk come seeping from the heaven Heaven of my heart [Chorus, abridged] From the flair of a swans feather I let the milk come seeping from the heaven Heaven of my heart
flair, heaven, seeping, ewe, swan