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Letra actual de la canción
(Lindalë, Elven minstrel of Athelorn)<br />?O hear ye! Fair folk! Gather ?round<br />And listen to my song<br />A fairytale of Sylvan Dreams<br />And Trolls, mighty and strong<br /><br />An ancient story written<br />In the leaves of every tree<br />Of Dryadfolk and magic oaks<br />That set the forest free<br /><br />And so the tale begins<br />In the snowy woods of Athelorn<br />On a cold and misty wintermorning<br /><br />When the Dryads of the North<br />Heard a warning from the trees<br />And they started to sing...?<br /><br />(The Elder Oak)<br />Listen now, Dryad folk<br />This here is the Elder Oak<br />Something?s prowling through our most beloved woods tonight<br /><br />Trolls are coming, they are near<br />The trees they all tremble in fear<br />All my branches warn me and tell me you must hide<br /><br />(Dryads)<br />O Mother of the Woods, there must be something we can do<br />Although we heed your warning, know that we are not alone<br />We shall sing for the aid of our allies, Pixies, Sylphs and Elves<br />And Nymphs will come and turn the Trolls to stone<br /><br />Singing for the dawn in the forest of the Dryads<br />At the coming nightfall we shall dance along the trees<br />Messengers of green, sentinels of woodland<br />Bound to our magical oaks eternally<br />But forever we?re free<br /><br />(Trolls)<br />Bashing and ramming our way through the trees<br />Slaying and eating all creatures we see<br />Nothing can stop us from doing as we please<br />Masters of the wild, the Trollish way to be<br /><br />Rage, hunger, bloodlust and hate<br />Must find food before it?s too late<br />Frenzied beserkers, havoc we create<br />Rending your flesh apart, TROLL-BAIT!!<br /><br />(Nymphs)<br />My sisters, oh do not despair<br />The Sylvan League has come to aid<br />In the name of the Goddess of the Woods<br />The Dryad Grove will remain<br /><br />(Trolls)<br />What is this puny creature, this useless waste of space<br />Annoying little treefolk called the Dryad race<br />Listen tiny buggers, you shall be our food<br />And all your magic treasure will be ours to loot<br /><br />(Nymphs)<br />Turn to stone !!<br /><br />(Dryads)<br />Singing for the dawn in the forest of the Dryads<br />At the coming nightfall we shall dance along the trees<br />Messengers of green, sentinels of woodland<br />Bound to our magical oaks eternally<br />But forever we?re...<br /><br />Singing for the dawn in the forest of the Dryads<br />At the coming nightfall we shall dance along the trees<br />Messengers of green, sentinels of woodland<br />Bound to our magical oaks eternally<br />But forever we?re free
Letra nueva de la canción
(Lindalë, Elven minstrel of Athelorn)<br />?O hear ye! Fair folk! Gather ?round<br />And listen to my song<br />A fairytale of Sylvan Dreams<br />And Trolls, mighty and strong<br /><br />An ancient story written<br />In the leaves of every tree<br />Of Dryadfolk and magic oaks<br />That set the forest free<br /><br />And so the tale begins<br />In the snowy woods of Athelorn<br />On a cold and misty wintermorning<br /><br />When the Dryads of the North<br />Heard a warning from the trees<br />And they started to sing...?<br /><br />(The Elder Oak)<br />Listen now, Dryad folk<br />This here is the Elder Oak<br />Something?s prowling through our most beloved woods tonight<br /><br />Trolls are coming, they are near<br />The trees they all tremble in fear<br />All my branches warn me and tell me you must hide<br /><br />(Dryads)<br />O Mother of the Woods, there must be something we can do<br />Although we heed your warning, know that we are not alone<br />We shall sing for the aid of our allies, Pixies, Sylphs and Elves<br />And Nymphs will come and turn the Trolls to stone<br /><br />Singing for the dawn in the forest of the Dryads<br />At the coming nightfall we shall dance along the trees<br />Messengers of green, sentinels of woodland<br />Bound to our magical oaks eternally<br />But forever we?re free<br /><br />(Trolls)<br />Bashing and ramming our way through the trees<br />Slaying and eating all creatures we see<br />Nothing can stop us from doing as we please<br />Masters of the wild, the Trollish way to be<br /><br />Rage, hunger, bloodlust and hate<br />Must find food before it?s too late<br />Frenzied beserkers, havoc we create<br />Rending your flesh apart, TROLL-BAIT!!<br /><br />(Nymphs)<br />My sisters, oh do not despair<br />The Sylvan League has come to aid<br />In the name of the Goddess of the Woods<br />The Dryad Grove will remain<br /><br />(Trolls)<br />What is this puny creature, this useless waste of space<br />Annoying little treefolk called the Dryad race<br />Listen tiny buggers, you shall be our food<br />And all your magic treasure will be ours to loot<br /><br />(Nymphs)<br />Turn to stone !!<br /><br />(Dryads)<br />Singing for the dawn in the forest of the Dryads<br />At the coming nightfall we shall dance along the trees<br />Messengers of green, sentinels of woodland<br />Bound to our magical oaks eternally<br />But forever we?re...<br /><br />Singing for the dawn in the forest of the Dryads<br />At the coming nightfall we shall dance along the trees<br />Messengers of green, sentinels of woodland<br />Bound to our magical oaks eternally<br />But forever we?re free
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