Ten years of sorrow and ten years of war The villages burnt down, the forests are no more A tyrant would veil the land in snow and blood and ice
Winter it came but would never pass The years would go by, the deep freeze would last From hunger and suffering a legend was born A girl from an island would come with the than
She was the guardian of the meek A gentle sorceress, a cunning heroine She still haunts the powers that be Saviour princess in our dreams Hope still springs, we still believe In the Girl from the Island
Ten years of sorrow and ten years of war The king's men were sent out with brutality and force They'd hunt in the fields and hunt her through the woods The Girl from the Island was killed as she stood
The Girl from the Island We still believeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
