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I suppose that I look different without the robes and crown
I come this day before you with no riches, no renown
For here I am no leader, I am just a humble man
And I only ask you take me, you take me as I am

I'm not looking for perfection, I'm not offering a saint
I'm not looking for a pretty bird to put in some restraint
The only thing I want is that you love me if you can

As we were out a-hunting,
One morning in the spring
Both hounds and horses running well
Made the hills and the valleys ring

But to our great misfortune
No fox there could be found
Our huntsmen cursed and swore but still

Call the names of the foemen who've fallen
Let them be carried like seeds on the wind
Call the names of the kinsmen who've followed
Let them be jewels in the crown of our King

Gather the sheaves of harvest-time lightly
Many a day will they strengthen our kin
Gather the sheaves of arrow shafts tightly

The wind blows low and mournful
Through the Strath of Dalnacreich
Where once there lived a woman
Who would a mother be
For twelve long years a good man's wife
but ne'er the cradle filled
A mother of a changeling child from 'neath the fairy hill

You must be getting pretty tired
Of the man who once inspired you
Going back on what he asked you to believe
All the promises of power
From his glittering ivory tower
Where's the height that he once told you you'd achieve?

Those other men believe what you and I will never see

Culhwch, son of Cilydd, a nobleman of Wales
was counselled by his mother to seek Olwen as a bride.
Fair Olwen, only daughter of the giant Ysbaddaden
Who would never let her marry, for when she wed he'd die.

So Culhwch went to Arthur, his kinsman and his cousin
To ask for aid in seeking fairest Olwen for his bride
Arthur's knights they joined him: Kei, Bedwyr and Gawain

You're begging on your knees without dirtying your hand
You want someone to love, but not someone I can
The wilderness calls me again
A trusted friend in my exile
I'm free in my exile, I'm free

The stringless thorns replace the fishhooks in my flesh
You try to draw me in but still deny the net

Arthur's hall is mantled in the carded fleece of winter
Guinevere sits veiled in her own thoughts
Arthur laughs, but beneath the crown his hair is turning grey
And by the fire, Merlin spends his days

The portal opens and a maid as fair as apple blossoms
Enters in as all rise to their feet
These many knights stand in vain attempts to win her first attention

You think if you set the price they'll turn me in
You think that when I'm up upon the pike you'll win
They'll say that I was fighting
For the spirit of the law
What will they say about you
When I'm gone

You murdered and you stole you mocked the hope I gave

Ehstehn yayau deh tsaun we yisus ahattonnia
O na wateh wado:kwi nonnwa 'ndasqua entai
ehnau sherskwa trivota nonnwa 'ndi yaun rashata
Iesus Ahattonnia, Ahattonnia, Iesus Ahattonnia.

Ayoki onki hm-ashe eran yayeh raunnaun
yauntaun kanntatya hm-deh 'ndyaun sehnsatoa ronnyaun
Waria hnawakweh tond Yosehf sataunn haronnyaun

Estenyayǫ de tsǫwe I:sus ahatonya
Ǫ’nawatewa d’oki n’ǫywądaskwaętak
Enǫşyę skwatrihotat n’ǫywądiyǫraşatha
I:sus ahatonya, ahatonya, I:sus ahatonya

Ayoki ǫkinhaşe erǫhyayeronǫ
Yǫtǫk ǫtatyąde ndyo sę tsatonharonyǫ
Warye onawakwetǫ ndyo sę tsatonharonyǫ

In dulci jubilo — Nun singet und seid froh!
Unsers Herzens Wonne — Leit in praesepio
Und leuchtet als die Sonne — Matris in gremio
Alpha es et O! Alpha es et O!
In Jesu parvule — Nach dir ist mir so weh!
Tröst mir mein Gemüte — O puer optime
Durch alle deine Güte — O princeps gloriae.
Trahe me post te! Trahe me post te!

I am as God made me, I have no desire,
For a mouth at my breast or a pot on the fire,
I heed the higher voices; I go where I'm sent,
To mow down the men who refuse to repent,
I'm a scythe, in a field full of briars.

And they won't call me Mother, or Sister, or Wife,
They will know me or not by the strength of my life,

The doge of Venice and council of ten were watching their town go astray
The coffers are lean, there’s no money to spend, it’s a state of financial decay
The cobblers are squabbling and no making shoes
The vintner have gone and forsaken the booze
The merchants are marching demanding we choose
Just what is the king of all trades, aha, just what is the king of all trades

The doge of Venice and council of ten took cloaks and went out to the street

The Kingsword will stand
In it's scabbard of granite
The quicksilver forged
In the pools of the sky

A rumour explained
By the one who began it
A boy's hand will grasp it

I went to meet her for a friend, a beloved friend
Who knew he couldn't be there and knew someone should be
We love each other, he and I- a brother's love, he'd say
So who else would he send to bring his bride that day?

They said she's lovely as the spring. Imagine my surprise
To find that they were right and hadn't said the half
The careless sunlight in her eyes, the petals in her hair

Mother would tell me I was a pretty girl
Then she would cry all night
Nobody thinks that really they're being cruel
When they suggest that I should try to look like them
As if God loved the pretty ones best

Damn 'em all - I create my own perfection
Damn 'em all in the face of their rejection

Hush, child, the darkness will rise from the deep,
And carry you down into sleep
Child, the darkness will rise from the deep,
And carry you down into sleep.

Guileless son, I'll shape your belief
And you'll always know that your father's a thief

Hush, child
The darkness will rise from the deep
And carry you down into sleep
Child, the darkness will rise from the deep
And carry you down into sleep

Guileless son,
I'll shape your belief

Before I got to fighting (or when fighting got to me)
I looked to find examples on the field of chivalry
I saw mighty arms much stronger than my arms would ever be
And I thought perhaps the field was not for me

But I stayed and watched the fighting 'til one figure stood apart
In armour newly fashioned and a helm more pot than art
But each blow was thrown with honour and a lightness of the heart

Orcs Will Eat You

(music & lyrics by Ben Deschamps & Heather M. Dale)

CHORUS:
Orcs will eat you, trolls will too
Goblins beat you into goo

Guillô, pran ton tamborin;
Toi, pran tai fleúte, Rôbin!
Au son de cé instruman,
Turelurelu, patapatapan,
Au son de cé instruman
Je diron Noei gaiman

C’ étó lai môde autrefoi

Did you think that you were better, somehow better than
me?
You come here with your arms thrown wide like that
means anything to me
You think 'cause you're a big man now you can take what
isn't yours
You come here in your righteousness and you think that
opens doors

Sedna roamed the deep, the cold forgotten deep, no-one wants to be alone
Sedna roamed the deep, the cold forgotten deep, no-one wants to be alone

From her hands they fell, children of the ocean's swell
With ice's twinkle given sight
She offered them a name, and seals they all became
And laughing, took a coat of dappled light.

Sleep, my tarnished silver
Let me dull you once again
And let our battle end
Sleep, my snowless winter
Let me warm you once before I go
And I'll pretend to know and understand

Sleep, my fallen cedar

Hey hey, Laddie O
We'll climb that hill
And we'll fight the foe

The muscled might of Ealdormere
Is climbing up the hill
with our goods sent here

The Greyhound's sinking in the waves, as fast the sea receives her.
Curse the Reaper, bend your back and cheat your sorry grave!
And Captain Bryce is on her deck, so we, her hands, may leave her.
Curse the Reaper, bend your back and cheat your sorry grave!

Curse the Reaper cowled in black, he's laughing at your failing.
Pull that oar until it cracks, we're bound for better sailing,
Bound for better sailing.

Ehstehn yayau deh tsaun we Iesus Ahattonnia
O na wateh wado:kwi nonnwa 'ndasqua entai
ehnau sherskwa trivota nonnwa 'ndi yaun rashata
Iesus Ahattonnia, Ahattonnia, Iesus Ahattonnia.

Ayoki onki hm-ashe eran yayeh raunnaun
yauntaun kanntatya hm-deh 'ndyaun sehnsatoa ronnyaun
Waria hnawakweh tond Yosehf sataunn haronnyaun

Last update on June 28, 2010

Once a fair and handsome Seal Lord
Lay his foot upon the sand
For to woo the Fisher's daughter
And to claim her marriage hand
'I have come in from the ocean
I have come in from the sea

A townsman's life is even, like the dust upon the road;
Not changing with the seasons — just fortune's fickle load.
But sitting on my step and bending hide and thread to task,
I saw the first man walking,
I saw the first man walking,
I saw the first of many walking past.

In ones and twos they traveled; the first hints of the wave.

King Arthur's knights they filled the table round,
Save for one who stood before them.
For once without a weapon,
For once he stood in shame.
The trial's charge was treason,
And betrayal of an oath.
And should his guilt be proven,
Death would fall on traitors both.

This endris night I saw a sight,
A stare as bright as day ;
And ever among a maiden song,
' Lullay, by by, lullay.'
This lovely lady sat and song,
And to her child con say,
' My sone, my broder, my fader dere,
Why liest thou thus in hay? '

Sink into your mother's arms
The womb that gave you birth
Let her take your secrets back and lay them in the earth
Let her take you in her arms
Let her take you home
Leave to her the gifts she gave of flesh and breath and bone

Sink into your lover's arms

Veni, veni Emmanuel;
Captivum solve Israel,
Qui gemit in exilio,
Privatus Dei Filio.

Refrain
Gaude! Gaude! Emmanuel,
Nascetur pro te, Israel!

Умолкни дитя,
тьма уж всплывает со дна, чтоб
тебя унести в забытье...

Наивный сын, я взращу тебя в вере
что отец твой похитил престол твой бесчестно;
ты не сможешь понять причину тоски,
но всегда будешь следовать шепоту тьмы...