Luyện nghe bài hát Ahti

At the time of
bathes in colors
In silence it
For the force

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

Under the waves of a lake
Dwells the Ahti
Sailors praise the glorious
The of tides, Ahti

At the shores of a northern
Pray men
for the arrogant fools
A reward for souls

The great lurker of the
Is of the sacrifice
The are calm
no storm shall rise

Foreign ship filled infidels
They didn't listen to the men
From a calm storm will rise
And they'll face the of the sea

care that your heir
Don't turn out too
Or bloodline will drown
a vast ocean