MEDIEVAL - 03_Bard`s Pride | Текст песни

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Bard`s Pride

A bard`s pride is woven by heart ablaze
Some driven by spite
Most by the glittering gold
But there`s a face and it`s over to pace
`Cose this face is his own place
A "muse everfading" within his salvation of beautyness
Is a chest for the key to open
This Treasure in each quest to feel:
A light more precious than the glither of gold
Wich was badly & mortally hold