Текст песни Rhapsody - Warrior`s Pride
Rhapsody - Warrior`s Pride слова песни
The wide green and windy valley`s wood, the high dark ice veiled mountainWith the silent mystic castle walls are now showing their lamentThe sad magic dance of my white elves... sing to mark the past of heroSing to cry his tragic destiny, and to lead him on his wayWhile the fire burns and their hands now riseTo the crystal sky for the warrior`s pride.May the mighty king ride the wind of dreamsBreath in our trees freeing us from sin.On the golden throne of Irekan she is fighting back her tearsHer sad future so without her king will be too hard to endureNow the valiant knights of twilight come all from the farest midlands`Cause the songs of jester reached their crown and so now they come for himWhile the fire burns and their hands now riseTo the crystal sky for the warrior`s pride.May the mighty king ride the wind of dreamsBreath in our trees freeing us from sin.