[ti:Warrior and Man]
[ar:Carved in Stone]
[al:Hear the Voice]
[00:11.41]Still I hear the old song,
[00:13.30]it is sung by the birds and the leaves in the trees.
[00:18.66]It is sung by the wind,
[00:20.50]by the thunder and rain, by the waves in the seas.
[00:26.59]It is sung by the merfolk, by gnomes and by dwarves,
[00:33.49]in the rivers and mountains so deep;
[00:40.44]it is sung by the fairies that dance in the woods,
[00:47.80]it is sung where the unicorns sleep.
[00:55.97]When the world was still young
[00:57.78]and the weak race of man still had hearts true and proud,
[01:03.02]Man did fight side by side
[01:04.82]with the folk of the woods as an invincible crowd.
[01:10.62]As a frightening army they rode through the mist,
[01:17.16]with their weapon and shield by their side;
[01:24.21]and the warrior's song all the swordsmen did sing
[01:31.01]as the black army rode in the night.
[01:39.79]But the race of man's weak
[01:41.38]and it started to fight only for money and fame;
[01:46.72]While the folk of the woods
[01:48.67]fought for justice and truth, not for man's greed and shame.
[01:54.79]Thus the elves turned their back on man's insanity
[02:01.33]and the old friendship came to an end;
[02:08.16]and the warrior's song was forgotten by man,
[02:14.96]who to gold and injustice did bend.
[03:07.67]But I still hear the song
[03:09.39]which is sung by the birds and the leaves in the trees,
[03:15.16]which is sung by the merfolk,
[03:17.11]by gnomes and by fairies in the mountains and seas.
[03:23.12]And as long as my heart beats this song will be there,
[03:30.00]for I know that the warriors still ride.
[03:36.91]Yes, the race of man's weak, but a few still remember
[03:44.28]the old words of honour and pride.
[03:50.85]Yes, the race of man's weak, but a few still remember
[03:58.41]the old words of honour and pride.