Miracle Of Sound - Skellige Winds (The Witcher 3) | Текст песни

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Skellige winds a wild a wild
Skellige winds a wild
Carry us on the tide the tide
Conquer the hills and isles

Oars in the morn and a tankard in the eve
Shores ever churn and the anchors ever heave
Oars in the morn
On the weather to weave

Skellige winds a wild a wild
Skellige winds a wild
Up on the peak unite, unite
Tether and reconcile

Borne through the storms, grant the rudders and oars relief
Forever warm pass the mutton & pour the mead
Borne through the storms
On the weather to weave

Waves a’roaring
Kindred on the sea
Sails a’soaring free

Winter’s frosted hues
Painting Freya’s breast
Shelter in the womb ever blessed

Waves a’roaring
Kindred on the sea
Sails a’soaring free

Skellige winds a wild a wild
Skellige winds a wild