Dirge for the Calon Falcons

Words and Music: Da'ud ibn Ibrahim al-Sisari
MIDI / NWC / PDF

From seacoast lands did the host march home
Hearts and minds did soar
Telling tales of the war frayís work
Wishing for one day more

Then loudly cried Lord Andromir
With story of fire and woe
Master Freidrichís wagon burns
All is lost in tow

Calontir has her falcons lost
Her mighty birds of prey
The Knowne World weeps with Calontir
This black and mournful day

Talons, beaks were razor sharp
Like Calon armyís spears
Your eyes saw far with keen cold glance
Our eyes now shed tears

Calontir has her falcons lost
The Singing Kingdom weeps
Bright Calítravaís shine is dimmed
Calon birds now sleep

Cinnamon, Artemis, and kestrel Rían
Lady and Winter white
Fly to Valhalla, to Odinís arm
Feast on flesh tonight

Calontir has her falcons lost
Empty the Heartland skies
Hearts are heavy, but in your names
Gold falcons shall ever fly

Hearts are heavy, but in your names
Gold falcons shall ever fly

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