I wish this fight could stop I wish it had an end For long I've waited this day I wish I could have stayed
My brother, my sister The hope is in your hands Lor-Minoir
Beyond the hills, it is our last sunrise Yes, we fight at morning To bury them at night
My brother, my sister The hope is in your hands Lor-Minoir
Fool of a mage who made a stupid trick of falling stars Heaven's curse on me He said he could cast some magic to create a pass Between the canyon which divided us from Ror-Modin
We believed in him, it was our last choice How could we have known that he would make a rain of rocks He failed the spell, it fell upon us all We die, we die, we die! Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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