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Autor Thema: Antique Lyrics of Arda  (Gelesen 22065 mal)

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #750 am: 3. Aug 2018, 18:20 »
UNWANTED ACQUAINTANCE



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Maidens of the heath have since learnt to take up a blade,
Wielding defence before an enemy that much grief on us has laid,
An unwanted acquaintance, war, which none seems to spare,
A chilling kiss of death, ere afar we are to fare.

Maid of amiable heart,
Hold your ground, bearing heavy sword or snide dart,
One day, your gracious hay-locks shall warm the field again,
While earth rewards the daunting labour of your loved weary man.
Che solo amore e luce ha per confine

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #751 am: 8. Aug 2018, 23:27 »
OLDEN DAGGER



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Fine olden dagger,
Another time you served the Good,
Drawn in war by the humble, at one's eyes only beggar,
So valiant the carrying hand, so loyal a mood.

Forged amidst gloom and ice,
Years that all must recall, I beseech,
Fate had cast its sour dice,
Hence came this ancient blade, lethal and piercing any wicked witch.
Che solo amore e luce ha per confine

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #752 am: 11. Aug 2018, 18:18 »
BROAD RAGE



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Broad rage and furious storm,
Furore of nature, terrifying both eagle and witless worm,
Appalling visage of a world that wails in chains,
So long as the White Wizard utters impious commands and goodwill feigns.
Che solo amore e luce ha per confine

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #753 am: 12. Aug 2018, 21:26 »
HIS ONE-TIME SUN



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His beloved half, his glaring sun,
For whom ever good he had done,
A lifetime company beside the Elven lord,
Going past years of either joy or sword,
An Elf-maiden with golden locks of the rarest beauty,
As his love served their king to fulfil the duty,
In the Third Age they happy abode in the secure Valley,
Raising their gracious kin and living wholly,
Until misadventure drew close and severed the bond,
Parting the unlucky princess from this grey shore, heading far and yond.
Che solo amore e luce ha per confine

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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #754 am: 13. Aug 2018, 23:40 »
HIGHER FELLOW



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Rapid rides the grey guard,
Against any odd and hazard,
He must consult with his higher fellow,
Response he needs, malice advances from all pits hollow,
The mage-chief will perhaps tell,
How malaise spread so wide, why the world is not well,
How we may counter the unrest awoken,
For these clouds sole troubles seem to betoken,
What if the wiser did not know?
What if he weren't ally, but rather foe?
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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #755 am: Gestern um 15:09 »
A SURE AIM



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Bowman, stay your arm,
The keep is in peril, sound the alarm!
Hostile ranks are coming, to ravage wealth and victims reap,
We need the surest aim and firmest grip!

Be the dart well-fired!
Near the neck, under the helmet, where the foe is not wired,
Then shall you spear iron and cloth,
To show your veritable strength and laudable worth.
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Re: Antique Lyrics of Arda
« Antwort #756 am: Heute um 16:45 »
THREE GRAND HEROES



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Three grand heroes of this much grievous tale,
Who never turn their coat or in vain wail,
Three agile hunters, off a foray in the wild,
Swift they move through the heath, albeit silent and mild,
A pack of fiends is their yearned prey,
Sleeping rough under the pale moon, where a glorious kingdom lay,
Pray, their deeds shall maybe wake a dormant will,
Weary and sour, bewitched and still,
Behold, they now enter that perilous wood,
A great white epiphany will shake their hope-seeking mood.
Che solo amore e luce ha per confine