Hawk of the Hills - Lunar Shadow

Where Leaves don’t fall

Streams grow old

Summers sing

And deride the cold

Where our daughters meet the grain

Sun above as

Grant your solace and light

Where the enemies falter

We will strike

So fly

Fly, Hawk of the Hills

Our perseverance

Where lucent pyres

All the dark

The apples of our youth

They hark

When our daughters greet the rain

Striding forth

Our thoughts invisible

We cast black far

Inside your hearts

Soar high

Soar, Hawk of the Hills

Our victory

Prolong th fight

Unknown ur spears

Catch the wind

Unfurl the sky

Bird of Prey

Oh circlet of sun

Move the Clouds

In you

Bird of Prey

Relentless and free

Move the Clouds

In you

Prolong the fight

Unknown ur spears

Catch the wind

Unfurl the sky