King's Ebony Blade - Grenouer

Calmness of stable stones

Tight veins ain’t sore no more

Brilliant open skies

Smoke-screen has melted alright

An ancient castle, smooth of a pond

Hopes of peoples — the sleeping sword

While the fields are visited by winds

Playing off the trees the leaf -fall whirls

Getting back to youthfulness outta beasty circle

Where your back is slashed and sabred

Where baseness lashes like a river

Step into the gateway into the oldest crumbling house

King’s ebony blade

The power in the lines of steel

It bears forever everlasting peoples' freedom

All power of thunder, of lightning

All elements subdued

The riot of violence of blows of persistent alloy

Ebony King’s Steel

Disaster!

Awake, get sober, withstand meanness and treachery

The deep wound is trickling thick blood

The steed be flying

A broken flag

Herald cantos

Echoes gnash

Memory is back through the wallstack

Gloved my arm is searching for the haft

Just again to win

Folks are ready, notice every sign

No return the blade 's forever sunk