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CrazyCatLady
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Posted: Fri, Sep 18 2015, 8:22 AM |
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*The following tome would be found in the library in Cordor, with the author making updates as required.*
All For Me Grog
Well it's all for me grog, me jolly jolly grog It's all for me beer and tobacco For I spent all me tin with the lassies drinking gin Far across the western ocean I must wander
Where are me boots, me noggin', noggin' boots? They're all gone for beer and tobacco For the heels they are worn out and the toes are kicked about And the soles are looking out for better weather
Where is me shirt, my noggin', noggin' shirt? It's all gone for beer and tobacco For the collar is all worn, and the sleeves they are all torn And the tail is looking out for better weather
I'm sick in the head and I haven't been to bed Since first I came ashore with me slumber For I spent all me dough on the lassies movin' slow Far across the Western Ocean I must wander
Where is me bed, me noggin' noggin bed It's all gone for beer and tobacco Well I lent it to a whore and now the sheets are all tore And the springs are looking out for better whether.
Where is me wench, me noggin' noggin' whence She's all gone for beer and tobacco Well her (clap) is all worn out and her (clap) is knocked about And her (clap) is looking out for better whether. (Performed in the Noway)
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CrazyCatLady
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Posted: Fri, Sep 18 2015, 8:25 AM |
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Wild Women Don't Get the Blues I hear these women raving 'bout their monkey men About their trifling husbands and their no good friends These poor women sit around all day and moan Wondering why their wandering papa's don't come home But wild women don't worry, wild women don't have no blues
Now when you've got a man, don't never be on the square 'Cause if you do he'll have a woman everywhere I never was known to treat no one man right I keep 'em working hard both day and night 'Cause wild women don't worry, wild women don't have their blues
I've got a disposition and a way of my own When my man starts kicking I let him find another home I get full of good liquor, walk the streets all night Go home and put my man out if he don't act right Wild women don't worry, wild women don't have their blues
You never get nothing by being an angel child You better change your ways and get real wild I wanna tell you something, I wouldn't tell you a lie Wild women are the only kind that really get by 'Cause wild women don't worry, wild women don't have their blues
//Inspiration: Ida Cox: Wild Women Don't Get the Blues
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cJ709JHDLhc
(Performed in the Nomad)
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CrazyCatLady
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Posted: Fri, Sep 18 2015, 8:28 AM |
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The Lusty Young Smith
A lusty young smith at his vice stood a-filing. His hammer laid by but his forge still aglow. When to him a buxom young damsel came smiling, And asked if to work in her forge he would go.
Rum, rum, rum. Rum, rum, rum. In and out. In and out. Ho! "I will," said the smith, and they went off together, Along to the young damsel's forge they did go. They stripped to go to it, 'twas hot work and hot weather. They kindled a fire and she soon made him blow.
Her husband, she said, no good work could afford her. His strength and his tools were worn out long ago. The smith said "Well mine are in very good order, And I am now ready my skill for to show."
Red hot grew his iron, as both did desire, And he was too wise not to strike while 'twas so. Said she, "What I get I get out of the fire, So prithee, strike home and redouble the blow."
Six times did his iron, by vigorous heating, Grow soft in her forge in a minute or so, But as often was hardened, still beating and beating, But the more it was softened, it hardened more slow.
When the smith rose to go, quoth the dame full of sorrow: "Oh, what would I give could my husband do so. Good lad with your hammer come hither tomorrow, But pray could you use it once more ere you go!" (Performed in Rethgaard)
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CrazyCatLady
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Posted: Fri, Sep 18 2015, 8:30 AM |
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Tonight is What it Means to be Young I've got a dream 'bout an angel on the beach And the perfect waves that start in the cove His hair is flying out in ribbons of gold And his touch has got the power to stone I've got a dream 'bout an angel in the forest Enchanted by the edge of a lake His body's flowing in the jewels of light And the earth below him's starting to shake
But I don't see any angels in the city I don't hear any holy choirs sing And if I can't get an angel I can still get a boy And a boy will be the next be thing The next best thing to an angel A boy'd be the next best thing
I've got a dream 'bout a boy in a castle And he's dancing like a cat on the stairs He's got the fire of a prince in his eyes And the thunder of a drum in his ear I've got a dream 'bout a boy on a star Looking down upon the realm of the world He's there all alone and dreams of someone like me I'm not an angel but at least I'm a girl
I've got a dream when the darkness is over We'll be laying in the rings of the sun But it's only a dream and tonight is for real You'll never know what it means But you'll know how it feels It's gonna be over (over) Before you know it's begun (Before you know it's begun)
Oh, it's all we've got tonight Stop your crying hold on (tonight) Before you know it it's gone (tonight) Tonight is what it means to be young Tonight is what it means to be young
Let the rebels begin Let the fire be started We're dancing for the restless and the broken-hearted Let the rebels begin Let the fire be started We're dancing for the desperate and the broken-hearted Let the rebels begin...(Tonight is what it means to be young...) Let the fire be started...(Before you know it it's gone...) We're dancing for the restless and the broken-hearted Let the rebels begin Let the fire be started We're dancing for the desperate and the broken-hearted
Say a prayer in the darkness for the magic to come No matter what it seams Tonight is what it means to be young Before you know it it's gone Tonight is what it means to be young Before you know it it's gone
I've got a dream when the darkness is over We'll be laying in the rings of the sun But it's only a dream and tonight is for real You'll never know what it means But you'll know how it feels It's gonna be over (over) Before you know it's begun
Oh, it's all we've got tonight Stop your cryin' hold on (tonight) Before you know it it's gone (tonight) Tonight is what it means to be young Tonight is what it means to be young...
The things they say And then the things they do Nothin's gonna stop us if our dream is true...
// Inspiration: Tonight is What it Means to be Young from the movie Streets of Fire https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wCIrPJ6SBl4
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CrazyCatLady
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Posted: Fri, Sep 18 2015, 8:33 AM |
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The Widow and the Devil
High atop a lonely moor, a Widow lived alone. An Inn she kept, and as she slept, her pillow heard her moan: “Oh, many’s the lonely traveller has spent the night with me, but there’s no a man in all creation gives content to me!
“Well, some can manage once or twice, and some make three or four; but it seems to me a rarity is the man who can do more. I’d do anything to find him, in Heaven or in Hell.” And as she spoke these words, sure, she heard her front door bell.
And the wind blew cold and lonely across that Widow’s moor, and she never, ever turned away a traveller from the door.
So boldly ran the Widow, and the door did open wide, and as she did, a tall and handsome stranger stepped inside. Well, she gave him bread and brandy, and when that he was fed, he said, “My dear, now have no fear; it’s time to come to bed.
“For I’ve heard your plea right down below, and I’ve come to see you right. But you must come to Hell with me if I can last the night.” She said, “You randy Devil! To this bargain I’ll agree, for Hell on Earth, or Hell in Hell, it’s all the same to me!”
Now, as they tumbled in the bed, the Devil, he proved well… and he thought before the night would end that she’d be in his Hell. Ah, but when they came to number nine, the Widow cried out, “More!” And when the twelfth time came around, the Widow cried, “Encore!”
At twenty-five the Devil felt compelled to take a rest, but the Widow cried, “Come raise your head, and put me to the test!” At sixty-nine, the Widow laughed. “Again! Again!” she cried, and the Devil said, “Well, I can see just how your husband died!”
At ninety-nine, the Devil he began to wail and weep. He said, “I’ll give you anything, if you’ll let me go to sleep!” But before the morning light was up, the Devil hobbled home, and the Widow, still not satisfied, once more was left alone.
She lay there on her pillow and she thought on ninety-nine. “It’s a pity that poor old Devil couldn’t manage one more time! I’ll call him up again tonight to see what can be done – with a little more application, we could make it to the ton!”
But when she called to him that night, no Devil did appear. For the first time in Eternity, the Devil, he shook with fear. He said, “Of all the torments I’ve witnessed here in Hell, I never knew what pain was, ’til I rang your front door bell!” (Performed in Khem and Lothar)
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CrazyCatLady
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Posted: Fri, Sep 18 2015, 8:40 AM |
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I am the Rain I am the rain Held in disdain Lotions and potions just add to my fame The rime that in spain Fall on the plain The truth is I'm ruthless I can't be contained.
I'm the rain
My friend the wind To breath he is twinned Blow high or low high Tornadoes to spin
My mother the cloud In widow's black shroud Gives birth to the earth Before fields can be plowed
Up in the sky, we've demand to supply I am necessity, base of the recipe
I'm the rain
My cousin the snow Lays blankets below States that her falkes are The threads to the soul
My rival the sun Who ripens the plum Is feared and revered He gives sight to the gun
Up in the sky, we've demand to supply I am necessity, base of the recipe
Up in the sky, we've demand to supply I am necessity, base of the recipe
I am the rain, am the rain
I am the rain, who's held in disdain The truth is I'm ruthless, I can't be contained...
//Inspiration: Pete Doherty, "I am The Rain"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6NKXl7TGbfc
(Performed in Bendir Dale)
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CrazyCatLady
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Posted: Fri, Sep 18 2015, 8:50 AM |
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Sacrament Of Wilderness" Naked in midwinter magic Lies an angel in the snow - The frozen ficure crossed by tracks of wolves An encounter, symbolic, yet truthful With a hungry choir of woods An agreement immemorial to be born
Dulcet elvenharps from a dryad forest Accompany all charming tunes of a sacrament by a campfire A promise between the tameless and the one with a tool Tonight the journey from cave begins
I want to hunt with the tameless I want to learn the wisdom of mountains afar we will honor the angel in the snow We will make the streams for our children flow
Wrapped in furs beneath the northern lights From my cave I watch the land untamed And wonder is some becoming season will make the angel melt in shame
//Inspired by Nightwish: Sacrament of Wilderness https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zo1PT6pT3Ww
(Performed in the Shanty in Wharfton)
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CrazyCatLady
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Posted: Wed, Sep 23 2015, 15:15 PM |
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Insomnia
Deep in the bosom of the gentle night Is when I search for the light Pick up my pen and start to write I struggle, fight dark forces In the clear moon light Without fear... insomnia I can't get no sleep
I used to worry, thought I was goin' mad in a hurry Gettin' stress, makin' excess mess in darkness No electricity, something's all over me, greasy Insomnia please release me and let me dream of Makin' mad love to my guy on the heath Tearin' off tights with his teeth But there's no release, no peace I toss and turn without cease Like a curse, open my eyes and rise like yeast At least a couple of weeks Since I last slept, kept takin' sleepers But now I keep myself pepped Deeper still, that night I write by candle light I find insight, fundamental movement, uh So when it's back this insomniac take an original tack Keep the beast in my nature under ceaseless attack I gets no sleep I can't get no sleep
I can't get no sleep I can't get no sleep I need to sleep, although I get no sleep I need to sleep, although I get no sleep (Performed in Bendir Dale) // Inspiration: Faithless "Insomnia"
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CrazyCatLady
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Posted: Fri, Sep 25 2015, 22:52 PM |
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The Ruathym Man's Kilt
A Ruathym man clad in kilt left the bar one evening fair And one could tell by how he walked he'd drunk more than his share He stumbled on until he could no longer keep his feet Then staggered off into the grass to sleep beside the street.
Later on two young and lovely girls just happened by, And one says to the other with a twinkle in her eye You see yon sleeping Ruathym man so strong and handsome built I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath their kilt.
They crept up to the sleeping Ruathym man quiet as could be Lifted up his kilt above the waist so they could see And there behold for them to view beneath his Ruathym skirt Was nothing but what the gods had graced him with upon his birth
They marveled for a moment then one said we'd best be gone But let's leave a present for our friend before we move along They took a blue silk ribbon and they tied it in a bow Around the bonnie star of the Ruathym man's lifted kilt did show
The Ruathym man woke to nature's call and stumbled toward a trees Behind a bush he lifts his kilt and gawks at what he sees Then in a startled voice he says to what's before his eyes He said, "My friend I don't where you've been but I see you won first prize"
(Performed in the Eilistraee Shrine)
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CrazyCatLady
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Posted: Sat, Sep 26 2015, 3:19 AM |
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Kilted For Her Pleasure
I am young Ruathym man from Amia The kilt is my pleasure it’s true You can call it a skirt, but your lady will flirt If she has a chance she’ll leave you.
I’m kilted [kilted], kilted [kilted] With the mystery of what’s under there I’m kilted [kilted], kilted [kilted] Kilt inspectors will beg, to know my third leg Is free as the fresh morning air
I have no red hair, but my skin is quite fair But it does nothing to show off my pride But my Ruathym family tree, I wear on me And it makes the ladies giggle and sigh
I feel like a man both noble and strong When I dance my kilt swishes in time. But I must confess, it’s for the ladies I dress And undress too. Is that a crime?
So don your kilt my good Ruathymian friends And let your flag blow and unwind If they ask what’s beneath, your kilted sheath Tell them it’s lipstick they’ll find. (Performed in Ralten's Retreat, Endir's Point)
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CrazyCatLady
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Posted: Mon, Sep 28 2015, 5:07 AM |
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The Rose Of Moonsea
How sweet is to roam by the sunny Tesh stream And hear the doves coo 'neath the morning sunbeam Where the thrush and the robin their sweet notes entwine On the banks of the Tesh that flows down by Moonsea. Flow on, lovely river, flow gently along By your waters so sweet sounds the lark's merry song On your green banks I wander where first I did see With you, lovely Molly, the rose of Moonsea.
Oh Molly, dear Molly, it breaks my fond heart To know that we two forever must part I'll think of you Molly while sun and moon shine On the banks of the Tesh that flows down by Moonsea.
Then here's to the Tesh with its valley so fair As oftimes we wandered in the cool morning air Where the roses are blooming and lilies grow free On the banks of the Tesh that flows down by Moonsea.
Flow on, lovely river, flow gently along By your waters so sweet sounds the lark's merry song On your green banks I wander where first I did see With you, lovely Molly, the rose of Moonsea.
(Performed in the Salandran Temple)
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Posted: Tue, Sep 29 2015, 9:31 AM |
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The Hermit
A hermit once lived in a beautiful dell, And it is no legend, this story I tell, So my father declared, who knew him quite well, The hermit.
He lived in a cave by the side of the lake, Decoctions of herbs for his health he would take, And only of fish could this good man partake On Friday.
And most of his time he spent in repose. Once a year he would bathe both his body and clothes. How the lake ever stood it, the Lord only knows, And He won't tell.
One day as he rose, dripping and wet, His horrified vision three pretty girls met; In matters of gallantry, he wasn't a vet, So he blushed.
He grabbed up his hat that lay on the beach, And covered up all that its wide brim would reach, Then he cried to the girls in a horrified screech, ``Go away.'' But the girls only laughed at his pitiful plight, And begged him to show them the wonderful sight, But he clung to his hat with all of his might To hide it.
But just at this moment a villainous gnat Made the hermit forget just where he was at. He struck at the insect, and let go of the hat -- ``Oh, horrors!''
And now I have come to the crux of my tale. At first he turned red, then he turned pale, Then he offered a prayer, for prayers never fail, So 'tis said.
Of the truth of this tale, there is no doubt at all. The Lord heard his prayer and He answered his call: Though he let go the hat, the hat didn't fall. A blessed miracle!
(Performed: Rania's house, Bendir Dale)
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Posted: Sat, Oct 03 2015, 6:41 AM |
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Love Poem From a Knight to His Lady
I want to stay faithful, guard your honor, Seek peace, obey Fear, serve and honor you, Until death, Peerless Lady. For I love you so much, truly, that one could could sooner dry up the deep sea and hold back its waves than I could constrain myself from loving you, without falsehood; for my thoughts my memories, my pleasures and my desires are perpetually of you, whom I cannot leave or even briefly forget. There is no joy or pleasure or any other good that one could feel imagine which does not seem to me worthless whenever your sweetness wants to sweeten my bitterness. Therefore I want to praise and adore and fear you, suffer everything, experience everything, endure everything more than I desire any reward. . . . I want to stay faithful . . . You are the true sapphire that can heal and end all my sufferings, the emerald which brings rejoicing, the ruby to brighten and comfort the heart. Your speech, your looks, Your bearing, make one flee and hate and detest all vice and cherish and desire all that is good. . . . I want to stay faithful. . .
(Performed in Bendir Dale)
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CrazyCatLady
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Posted: Sun, Oct 11 2015, 23:39 PM |
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A Bunch of Wild Thyme
Come all ye maidens young and fair And you that are blooming in your prime Always beware and keep your garden fair Let no man steal away your thyme
Chorus: For thyme it is a precious thing And thyme brings all things to my mind nlyme with all its flavours, along with all its joys Thyme, brings all things to my mind
Once I and a bunch of thyme i thought it never would decay Then came a lusty sailor Who chanced to pass my way And stole my bunch of thyme away Chorus
The sailor gave to me a rose A rose that never would decay He gave it to me to keep me reminded Of when he stole my thyme away Chorus
(Performed in Bendir Dale)
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CrazyCatLady
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Posted: Mon, Oct 12 2015, 8:26 AM |
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Turn Back TimeA song of sadness, rhymes of pain The sounds of my tragedy, out in the rain, aha, out in the rain I made my way and left you alone I have denied you to be on my own, aha, to be on my own
While the years are passing by The flame still burning inside I still remember when you and I Our love, it will never die
If I could turn back time Ease my desire I always remember The sadness I've seen in your eyes
I call for my master, I'm calling his name Mysterious laughter tortures my brain, aha, it tortures my brain Stories of sadness, stories of pain I'm telling my tales to the wind and the rain, aha, to the wind and the rain
All the dreams I had in my mind Was doing whatever I like I still remember when you and I Our love, it will never die
Turn back time, ease my desire I always remember the sadness I've seen in your eyes If I could turn back the time, relieve my desire It hurts me forever that I lost the love of my life
Turn back time, ease my desire I always remember the sadness I've seen in your eyes If I could turn back the time, relieve my desire It hurts me forever that I lost the love of my life
If I could turn back the time, relieve my desire It hurts me forever that I lost the love of my life
(Performed in Bendir Dale)
Inspiration: Freedom Call - Turn Back Time (Thanks, BasicHuman!) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5dHVaoSiJiQ
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Posted: Mon, Oct 12 2015, 8:53 AM |
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Crescent Moon
I'll hang my hat, on the crescent moon and we'll dance, dance, dance while the heavens play our tune Upon the stars, I'll count your charms And we'll dance, dance, dance Till we are snuggling in each others arms
Let's dance, and sing Effected by the altitude of our nocturnal fling It's, a magic thing And I am growing dizzy knowing what the night will bring We are high above the rooftops as we dance and twirl And far below we see the lights upon the world We'll waltz, and sway Acting out out parts, in our midnight play You sweep me, away Gliding on the starlight or each newborn moonlight ray I could only wish the night would last forevermore As we grow ever closer to Heaven's door
Let's enjoy, this precious time Having you here with me must be Nature's own design Having you, as mine Heaven's intervention, truly was divine Your the only reason in the world that I would say I wish it could, be night each day
We'll waltz and swing, all night And create a new sensation amidst the constellations We don't mind the heights and then we'll show the nations, our own interpretations As we're gliding like a feather on the winds that rule above The world will know that we're in love
(Performed in Wharfton)
Author: Donal OShaughnessy
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Posted: Mon, Oct 12 2015, 8:57 AM |
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Angel of Hope
Take me on your wing together we will fly let me see your memory thru the teardrop in my eye Lift my spirit high till I can touch your soul take me on your wing with all the love I bring my sweet Angel of Hope
I search for you each moment and wonder where you are On summer winds and butterflies I've searched from near and far But I know you're here to comfort me till I can find my way and although you speak in silence try to hear what you still say when a springtime sky that's full of clouds reveals a patch of blue and a warming sun comes shining thru I know that can be you
This life is full of happenings that we don't understand Still you are my miracle Blessed by God's own hand And my miracle will be complete And I'll be truly blessed When I wrap my arms around you and hold you close against my breast Now we have a place for us that we can call our own As I gaze upon your smiling face Sweet Angel of Hope
Author: Donal OShaughnessy
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Posted: Sun, Oct 25 2015, 21:33 PM |
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"Faerie Queen / Faerie Dance"
Over on the hill There grows a flower Growing quicker still More perfect by the hour Deep within that flower Is a tiny chair All a-fringed with gold The fairy queen sits there...
It is in her breath That the wind does blow It is in her heart As pure as winter snow It is in her tears Crystal raindrops fall And within her years That she is in us all...
Oh dark eyes Help me see Just one look She is gone Look on me We are one Fading with the setting sun...
As the willow bows To her majesty All the forest flowers Love her mystery Who would not admire Who could not adore Who does not desire Who wishes to see more?
(Performed in Bendir Dale) Inspiration: BLACKMORE'S NIGHT
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Posted: Tue, Nov 03 2015, 23:57 PM |
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Time to Say Goodbye (Performed in the Chondathan language)
Quando sono solo sogno all'orizzonte E mancan le parole Si lo so che non c' luce In una stanza quando manca il sole Se non ci sei tu con me, con me
Su le finestre Mostra a tutti il mio cuore che hai accesso Chiudi dentro me La luce che hai incontrato per strada
Time to say goodbye paesi che non ho mai Veduto e vissuto con te adesso si li vivro Con te partiro su navi per mari che, io lo so No, no, non esistono piu, it's time to say goodbye
Quando sei lontana sogno all'orizzonte E mancane le parole E io s lo so che sei con me, con me Tu mia luna tu sei qui con me Mio sole tu sei qui con me, con me, con me, con me
Time to say goodbye paesi che non ho mai Veduto e vissuto con te adesso s li vivro Con te partiro su navi per mari che, io lo so No, no, non esistono piu con te io li rivivro
Con te partiro su navi per mari che, io lo so No, no, non esistono pi con te io li rivivro Con te partiro
Io con te
(In Common) When I am alone I sit and dream And when I dream the words are missing Yes I know that in a room so full of light That all the light is missing But I don't see you with me, with me Close up the windows, bring the sun to my room Through the door you've opened Close inside of me the light you see that you met in the darkness
Time to say goodbye Horizons are never far Would I have to find them alone without true light of my own with you I will go on ships over seas that I now know No, they don't exist anymore It's time to say goodbye
When you were so far away I sit alone and dream of the horizon Then I know that you are here with me, with me Building bridges over land and sea Shine a blinding light for you and me To see, for us to be
Time to say goodbye Horizons are never far Would I have to find them alone without true light of my own with you I will go on ships over seas that I now know No, they don't exist anymore It's time to say goodbye
so with you I will go on ships over seas that I now know No, they don't exist anymore It's time to say goodbye
so with you I will go...
I love you
(Performed in Khem at the funeral of Fymor Trueshot)
// Inspiration: Time to Say Goodbye by Andrew Bocelli and Sarah Brightman https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D9hnJGvyxpE
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Posted: Fri, Nov 20 2015, 6:19 AM |
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The Minstrel Girl The Minstrel Girl to the war is gone In the ranks of death you will find her Her father's sword she hath girded on And her wild harp slung behind her
“Land of Song!" said the warrior bard, "Tho' all the world betrays thee.. One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard, One faithful harp shall praise thee!" The Minstrel fell! But the foeman's chain Could not bring that proud soul under;
The harp she loved never spoke again, For she tore its chords asunder; And said "No chains shall sully thee, Thou soul of love and bravery! Thy songs were made for the pure and free, They shall never sound in slavery!"
The Minstrel Girl will return we pray When we hear the news we all will cheer it, The minstrel girl will return one day, Torn perhaps in body, not in spirit. Then may she play on her harp in peace, In a world such as Heaven intended, For all the bitterness of man must cease, And every battle must be ended. (Performed in Rethgaar)
// Inspiration: The Minstrel Boy (lyrics altered to fit) performed by Brian "Hacksaw" Williams (<3 VKB for bringing this one to my attention!) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=65RzGmMefnQ (And from one veteran to all who serve or have served in the armed forces, thank you for your service.)
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Posted: Thu, Jan 14 2016, 10:00 AM |
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Ex's and Oh's Well, I had me a boy, turned him into a man I showed him all the things that he didn't understand Whoa, and then I let him go
Now, there's one in Wharfton who's been cursing my name 'Cause I found me a better lover down Khem way Hey, hey, until I made my getaway
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me 'Cause I'm the best baby that they never gotta keep One, two, three, they gonna run back to me They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave
Ex's and the oh, oh, oh's they haunt me Like ghosts they want me to make 'em all They won't let go Ex's and oh's
I had a summer lover down in Kohlingen Kept him warm in the winter, left him frozen in the spring My, my, how the seasons go by
I get high, and I love to get low So the hearts keep breaking, and the heads just roll You know that's how the story goes
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me 'Cause I'm the best baby that they never gotta keep One, two, three, they gonna run back to me They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave
Ex's and the oh, oh, oh's they haunt me Like ghosts they want me to make 'em all They won't let go
My ex's and the oh, oh, oh's they haunt me Like ghosts they want me to make 'em all They won't let go Ex's and oh's
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me Climbing over mountains and a-sailing over seas One, two, three, they gonna run back to me They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave
My ex's and the oh, oh, oh's they haunt me Like ghosts they want me to make 'em all They won't let go
Ex's and the oh, oh, oh's they haunt me Like ghosts they want me to make 'em all They won't let go Ex's and oh's //Inspired by: Ex's and Oh's by Elle Kinghttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0uLI6BnVh6w
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Posted: Fri, Feb 12 2016, 10:32 AM |
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Feathery Wings You, there on the bridge Where've you been, what's your name? And you, there on the wall Where will you go to, once you fall? You, lost at sea Do you need me, do you need directions? Hey, put down the knife What were you thinking? Please don’t end your life
The taste of tears The sting of pain The smell of fear The sounds of crying, oh
A long, long time ago, I came to this place From another small nation And thrust amongst the beasts And the way they behave, it borders on dementia Now through all this time I can barely take it I don't think I can make it Take me away from here I want to go home I'm so sick and tired of
The taste of tears The sting of pain The smell of fear The sounds of crying, oh
As you're standing at the edge of your life What do you remember? Was it all you wanted?
I'm trying to earn a set of feathery wings I wish I could protect you here Oh, please don't cry, now, smile As you're standing at the edge of your life Your troubles are over Mine are just beginning
I'm trying to earn a set of feathery wings To take me away from here It's me you leave behind
Oh, if only I could have been there I'd be a hand for the sinking If only I could have been there I'd be a prayer for the dying See the pain etched in my face, Oh, I'm so sick and tired of
The taste of tears The sting of pain The smell of fear The sounds of crying, oh
As you're standing at the edge of your life What do you remember? Was it all you wanted?
I'm trying to earn a set of feathery wings I wish I could protect you here Oh, please don't cry, now, smile As you're standing at the edge of your life Your troubles are over Mine are just beginning
I'm trying to earn a set of feathery wings To take me away from here It's me you leave--
You're gone from here Don't leave from here Don't leave me here I hate it here You're gone from here Don't leave me here I need you here I need to see you smile
(Performed at Kohlingen Lake)
// Inspired by Voltaire's "Feathery Wings https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9oMxckcYTg8
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Posted: Mon, Apr 25 2016, 7:18 AM |
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"Slaver Bells" (Popular with the drow) (To the tune of "Silver Bells") Slaver Bells, Slaver Bells, It's whipping time - in the city. (Just hear that...) Whimpering, whimpering, Soon it will be auction day.
See the ladys, all parading, Wearing shackles and chains. As they hobble along the roadside.
See the men, dear, Standing there dear, Quite a sight to be seen.
And above all the ruckus, you hear...
Slaver bells, hear them yell. It's whipping time - in the city. (Oh hear those...) Slavers sing, the money ring, As they sell off - everyone.
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Posted: Mon, Apr 25 2016, 7:28 AM |
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Baby Got Beard (to the tune of Baby Got Back)
I like big beards and I can not lie You other dwarves can't deny When a girl walks in with a big thick waist And hair all over her face You get sprung Wanna pull up tough Cuz you notice that face was scruffed Deep in the helm she's wearing I'm hooked and I can't stop staring Oh, baby I wanna get with ya And take your picture My homeboys tried to warn me But that beard you got Make Me so horny Ooh, ain't got smooth skin You say you wanna get in my clan Well use me use me cuz you aint that average groupie I've seen them smithin' The heck with romancin' She sweats, wet, gots whiskers like my uncle Chet
I'm tired of elven queens With their smooth little things Take the average dwarf and ask him that Her face has gotta scratch, so fellas (yeah) fellas (yeah) Has your dwarf-girl got the beard? (heck yeah!) Don't let her shave it, shave it Keep that healthy beard...
Baby got beard...
Hairy face makes for dwarven beauty...
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Posted: Mon, Apr 25 2016, 16:31 PM |
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I’ll tell my cat
I’ll tell my cat when I come home, “Leave the furniture alone.” She tore my sheets and shred my couch. I’m tired of coming home a grouch.
–chorus– But she is loving. She is pretty. And I am so whipped by my kitty. Her claws catch my sleeve, rips 1, 2, 3 Please won’t you leave the curtains be.
I tell her each morning that I love her. But my shoes need laces so please don’t chew ’em. She mews real sweet then knocks over a candle Now she’s gnawing on my sandles.
Out of the bathroom she struts quite bold, A roll of toilet paper clung to her toe. I really wonder if I will kill her When her mouth has feathers from my pillow.
Let the thunder storms crash all night long She’ll be too scared to rend my thong. She may be shivering from fright, But at least this weekend I’ll have my tights.
I bought her a scratch post of her own. So she’ll leave my living room alone. But I come home to see only fluff and filling If she hadn’t just meowed, there’d be a killin’.
–chorus– –last chorus– She is loving. She is pretty. And I am so whipped by my kitty. Her claws catch my sleeve, rips 1, 2, 3 I never liked those curtains anyway.
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Posted: Wed, Apr 27 2016, 7:37 AM |
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The Bard's Song
As I walked out one quiet evening At the hour of twelve at night Who should I meet but a fair young maiden Combin' her hair by candle light; Lassie, I have come a-courtin' Your kind favours for to win And if you'd heed my petition I would be your Paladin...
(CHORUS) Gather roses in the Springtime Gather roses while ye may, Time is passing; roses wither; Winter comes; we're here -today-.
Have you seen the dew a-formin' On the grass at early morn? Have you seen the forest quiet, Or a stag that's barely born? Have you seen the dawn a-breakin' O'er the Western Ocean's tide? Have you felt my heart a-beatin' When it's held close to your side?
I can give no gold or silver, I can give no fields of land, I can give no servants brisk To wait on you both foot and hand; I can give you wide roads callin' Wind and Rain, and Moon and Sun, Songs to sing, and love and laughter, Dresses made of plain home-spun.
Come dance with me upon the greensward in the moonlight, in the Spring. Dance with me within the forest Dance with me within the ring! Earth below us, stars above us, Fire and water by our side, Dance with me within the moonlight, Dance with me, and be my Bride!
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Posted: Sat, May 21 2016, 11:09 AM |
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What Do We Do With A Sober Miner?
What do we do with a sober miner; What do we do with a sober miner; What do we do with a sober miner; Early in the morning
Heave-haul and up she rises! Heave-haul and up she rises! Heave-haul and up she rises! Early in the morning
Stick him in the still till' his livers fail him; Stick him in the still till' his livers fail him; Stick him in the still till' his livers fail him; Early in the morning
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Put him in a dress when the elves are watching; Put him in a dress when the elves are watching; Put him in a dress when the elves are watching; Early in the morning
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Tie him to a rope and drop him in the magma; Tie him to a rope and drop him in the magma; Tie him to a rope and drop him in the magma; Early in the morning
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Order him to drink dry the aquifier; Order him to drink dry the aquifier; Order him to drink dry the aquifier; Early in the morning
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Stick him headfirst in the still and leave him; Stick him headfirst in the still and leave him; Stick him headfirst in the still and leave him; Early in the morning
That's what we do with a sober miner; That's what we do with a sober miner; That's what we do with a sober miner; Early in the morning
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