Текст песни Logar`s Diary - Home Of The TradersBarterstown
Logar`s Diary - Home Of The TradersBarterstown слова песни
"In the forecourt of Throal lies Barterstown, Barsaive`s biggest market. It`s a place where all different species and cultures gather and trade. Together with the beautiful Axandria and S`kirrel we were amazed at the home of the traders..."There`s only one street in this cityThe golden gate to Throal so prettyA market where you get everythingWeapons, food and things for spellingChaos everywhereHave you ever been thereWhere a hero`s heart strikes higherTake care you could deal with a liarGamblers playing for moneyBards singing songs like honeyShips are flying through the airCrowds of races everywhereOnly once a yearThe greatest swordsmen meet hereTo find out who`s the bestIn Barsaive`s biggest fighting contestThe home of the traders is called BarterstownThe door to Throal - home of the crownAll this lying to his feetWhere every man gets everything he needsHungry and with tired feetWe`re looking for a place to sleepSee the last days in our facesWe only need some warm placesThe big blue mountains to ThroalAre the target we`re heading forWe have to see the kingGot bad news for him to bringThe home of the traders is called BarterstownThe door to Throal - home of the crownAll this lying to his feetWhere every man gets everything he needs