Great warriors... mighty times... amazing songs...

Tudod, hogyan tartom magamat életben...? Honnan merítek erőt, amikor úgy érzem, minden értelmetlen...? Minden hiábavaló...? ...

Hallgasd meg Őket - nekem Ők, az Ő dalaik adnak reményt, erőt és hitet.

Egyszerre tépik és acélozzák a szívemet... Köszönöm, Önöknek, Uraim! :megarespect:

Seth Stanton Watkins 

High King of Ireland

 "The horn of High King Brian

It pierced the light of day

And the King’s own son he led the charge

He killed a hundred men in the affray

In the loud and bloody battle

Our shields clasped hand in hand

No light shined through only bitter croons

We must fight for Ireland

So go on My Dear Brothers

Go on unto the fray

Fight for hearth and home

Until your dying day

 

Oh Grá Mo Chroí dear Ireland

Our hearts shall never stray

Be brave unto the breach my friends

We’ll take back Dublin Bay"

 

 

Colm R. McGuinness feat. Jonathan Young and Bobby Bass

Song of Durin

Clamavi De Profundis

 

"The world was young, the mountains green
No stain yet on the Moon was seen
No words were laid on stream or stone
When Durin woke and walked alone

He named the nameless hills and dells
He drank from yet untasted wells
He stooped and looked in Mirrormere
And saw a crown of stars appear
As gems upon a silver thread
Above the shadows of his head

The world was fair, the mountains tall
In Elder Days before the fall
Of mighty kings in Nargothrond
And Gondolin, who now beyond
The Western Seas have passed away
The world was fair in Durin's Day"