Farewell My Hero - Ancient Bards

knight, withstand

calm down, take your breath

for now you make the rules

the turn is yours.

concentrate on the black guardian

anticipate his moves

and spear right in

his weak point

The wind is rocking the trees

the grey clouds run off through the sky

nature is restless and furious

weʼre spectators of a frightening scene

the dragonʼs wingspanʼs enormous

his tailʼs a lethal whip

but thereʼs no fear

in daltorʼs face

(Group)

he is the king of Westland

he knows how to deal with

horrible beasts like you

because the king with his sword in his hand

has won every battle

weʼre on the safe side

(Rahed)

The beast is wounded and bleeds

the battle will soon come to an end

it wonʼt resist any longer

no one ever could bear all that pain

wait!

now it seems to get stronger

it manages to fly

and then attacks

at Daltorʼs back

(Group)

he was the king of Westland

he knew how to deal with

horrible beasts like you

because the king with his sword in his hand

had won every battle

this was the last one

(Rahed)

Look!

the dragonʼs siezed our hero

it is taking him away!