Luyện nghe bài hát Ahti

At the time of
Nature bathes in
In it waits
For the approaching

In the of Ainola
The king of dark waters
Lurks his mistress

the waves of a blue lake
Dwells the mighty
praise the glorious name
The of tides, Ahti

At the of a northern land
mortal men
Destruction for the fools
A reward for souls

The great lurker of the
Is of the sacrifice
The waters are
Today no storm shall

Foreign filled with infidels
They didn't to the northern men
From a calm storm will rise
And they'll the wrath of the sea

care that your heir
Don't out too proud
Or bloodline will drown
Into a vast