| Song | A Wintertale |
| Artist | Galloglass |
| Album | Legends from Now and Nevermore |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Frank, Geiseler, Lorenz ... | |
| In dark and endless nights | |
| Fire's giving gloomy light | |
| In the great hall we sit together | |
| While outside the stormclouds gather | |
| An oaken table,mighty walls | |
| The glory circle in these halls | |
| Listen to songs of forgotten aeons | |
| The story of the nightmare demon | |
| When we are gathered in the hall | |
| They tell a wintertale | |
| Of a time that is gone | |
| They are singing their song | |
| From a distance, some faint light | |
| Coming closer, like ghosts in the night | |
| It's a courier, and what he brings | |
| From the darkness, are bad tidings | |
| The evil demon, back from the dead | |
| Darker than ever, again he spreads | |
| Gaining force to, retaliate | |
| Was our fight, to no avail | |
| When we are gathered in the hall | |
| They tell a wintertale | |
| Of a time that is gone | |
| They are singing their song | |
| Hope is weakened, (our) pride is gone | |
| It's all in vain, and nothing?s won | |
| Fear is rising, the tide has turned | |
| The golden future, is all burned | |
| Feeling bitter, and crestfallen | |
| My way home now, is stolen | |
| Without mercy, and all our might | |
| No surrender, we?ll take the fight | |
| When we are gathered in the hall | |
| They tell a wintertale | |
| We will fight till it's won | |
| Till the last man is gone |
| zuo qu : Frank, Geiseler, Lorenz ... | |
| In dark and endless nights | |
| Fire' s giving gloomy light | |
| In the great hall we sit together | |
| While outside the stormclouds gather | |
| An oaken table, mighty walls | |
| The glory circle in these halls | |
| Listen to songs of forgotten aeons | |
| The story of the nightmare demon | |
| When we are gathered in the hall | |
| They tell a wintertale | |
| Of a time that is gone | |
| They are singing their song | |
| From a distance, some faint light | |
| Coming closer, like ghosts in the night | |
| It' s a courier, and what he brings | |
| From the darkness, are bad tidings | |
| The evil demon, back from the dead | |
| Darker than ever, again he spreads | |
| Gaining force to, retaliate | |
| Was our fight, to no avail | |
| When we are gathered in the hall | |
| They tell a wintertale | |
| Of a time that is gone | |
| They are singing their song | |
| Hope is weakened, our pride is gone | |
| It' s all in vain, and nothing? s won | |
| Fear is rising, the tide has turned | |
| The golden future, is all burned | |
| Feeling bitter, and crestfallen | |
| My way home now, is stolen | |
| Without mercy, and all our might | |
| No surrender, we? ll take the fight | |
| When we are gathered in the hall | |
| They tell a wintertale | |
| We will fight till it' s won | |
| Till the last man is gone |
| zuò qǔ : Frank, Geiseler, Lorenz ... | |
| In dark and endless nights | |
| Fire' s giving gloomy light | |
| In the great hall we sit together | |
| While outside the stormclouds gather | |
| An oaken table, mighty walls | |
| The glory circle in these halls | |
| Listen to songs of forgotten aeons | |
| The story of the nightmare demon | |
| When we are gathered in the hall | |
| They tell a wintertale | |
| Of a time that is gone | |
| They are singing their song | |
| From a distance, some faint light | |
| Coming closer, like ghosts in the night | |
| It' s a courier, and what he brings | |
| From the darkness, are bad tidings | |
| The evil demon, back from the dead | |
| Darker than ever, again he spreads | |
| Gaining force to, retaliate | |
| Was our fight, to no avail | |
| When we are gathered in the hall | |
| They tell a wintertale | |
| Of a time that is gone | |
| They are singing their song | |
| Hope is weakened, our pride is gone | |
| It' s all in vain, and nothing? s won | |
| Fear is rising, the tide has turned | |
| The golden future, is all burned | |
| Feeling bitter, and crestfallen | |
| My way home now, is stolen | |
| Without mercy, and all our might | |
| No surrender, we? ll take the fight | |
| When we are gathered in the hall | |
| They tell a wintertale | |
| We will fight till it' s won | |
| Till the last man is gone |