I sit here by your side and weep you goodbye I'm singing songs of sorrow for you, true gentle rose of mine Upon my arm I've tied a ribbon in black Although
[The Ballad of Per Tysson's daughters in VA¤nge] [Lyrics: Tradititional, Translation: Mathias Blad] Per Tyrsson's daughters in VA¤nge Oh how chilly their
Cry cry, cry your eyes out. You'll get no pity out of me. Try try, to lie your way out. It will not fool me you'll see. You alone have picked the game
There you finally are, sister of the winds And mother of my future deeds I'm in battle, I yet can't win So help me and tell me what you need Let's hear
Look in consternation as storms tear up the sea Raging down upon us with greatest might Gathering the power from above the clouds Blackening the sun away
You stared too long into the sun Forgot the rest of the sky Don't let the gambler lead you astray The truth is slipping further away Take a good look
Where the winds sing The laments of times long gone Where the elves dance Their dances of solitude Hearken to the mountain Can you hear the echoes Of
Blow your trumpets, let the feast begin Sing for us minstrels tonight Let the coronation shimmer and shine In golden sun so bright In the velvet mantle
All our visions of sweet tomorrow Is cracking and fading away Hopes of glory are drowned in sorrow This dissension expels us to yesterday Lead your troops
Here I walk on pathway so old Travelers of yesterday I still behold Hearken to the waves caressing the shore Oh, how much land have they seen before
It is with joy that I greet you Come inside and taste what's served for you Food does not lack, neither does wine Action or fate Let's stir the mighty
Soaked in the silver rain, they rode through the woods Crossed the mountains and crossed the rivers so deep They came at dawn with fire and steel Left
This night of infamy I will never forget Nor will my brothers The vengeance I'll get I'll leave you restless I'll leave you blind Until one night I stab
Deep inside the black and winding mazes I'm running from my ghouls My own thoughts are replaced by The hidden faces deep from my soul Longing to see
They burst through the gates With swords in hand they made their way Cross the hall of the high lord As long as that man lives Peace will never propagate
We sold our homesteads and started on our way Just like the birds will fly when autumn is here to stay One day they will return, come spring again that
Oh, you graceful eagle that soar in the air How I envy your chainless life You are calling from your sky, living under the sun Just riding the winds up
When profit shows his face Our sense of clarity is washed away Spinning round the axle of greed Don't let the economy stagnate, for it's our creed I