Broadsword - Excalibur | Текст песни

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From the isles of the west to the calm eastern sea-
From the heart of the forest to the lonely mountain stream
This land now divided with death in its soul,
With this sword you will conquer… With this sword you will toil.

My heart is of the sky and my flesh is of the earth-
My soul is of the people, sweet children of your birth.
Now the wind thunders down from the cold northern sky-
There is blood upon my chest and a tear in my eye.

Many tears I have shed, many joys I have known-
From the turning wheel of fortune many seeds I have sown.
But from deep within my heart I long for your embrace-
Your sweet head upon my pillow and your breath upon my face.

This sword I give to you has been torn from my flesh-
It’s said to have sent many wretched souls to their death.
It’s the only true protector of the isle’s lonely shores-
It will always bring me victory… It will always serve my course.

Excalibur I give to thee, my brave and trusted knight
and my love is here to guide you, and bring you to the light.
Fear none but your own heart and the treachery of men-
When your mortal death will bring you back to me once again.


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