Wednesday, September 15, 2004

Another song from long ago

By some guy called Lord Aegid... Somewhere in Meridies

Wert there were someone
To bring me cool water
Sweet Adam’s ale, from the fjord near to hand
Wert there a priest to pray me to heaven,
And tell me my Lady is safely away

Fly Lady Fly, to Castle Caernaven
Where the welsh archers bide
And my kin still be strong
Fly! Lady fly! For the storms come upon ya
Think well of the laddie whose blood bought you time

My faithful war Stallion,
Stands O’re me protective
To fend off the ravens and Sasanach thieves
No more to hunting, or charging to battle
This service you render is the last that I’ll need

Fly! Lady Fly! To Castle Caernaven
Where the welsh archers bide
And my kin still be strong
Fly Lady! Fly, for the storms come apon ya
Think well of the laddie whose life bought you time

Wert there were someone
To bring me cool water
Sweet Adam’s ale, from the fjord near to hand…

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