The dwarves of Lork are showing all their honour when you walk on the Gandor secret hill
The dance for fire and wind and the stories about old kings are pleasing our brave lords down in the village of dwarves
The elves are playing under timeless willows while blue and red paint all my beloved land
The dance for fire and wind and the stories about old kings are pleasing our brave lords down in the village of dwarves
The eagle's eye is hiding something tragic but in this night the red wine rules in me
The dance for fire and wind and the stories about old kings are pleasing our brave lords down in the village of dwarves
And all night long me Arwald and Aresius we speak, we laugh, we honor our king
The dance for fire and wind and the stories about old kings are pleasing our brave lords down in the village of dwarves
And time has come now to ride before the end of the night the march of the swordmaster to the unholy fightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
