Shield my Kinsmen

Voici une autre de nos chansons préférées, merveilleusement chantée par Sir Cynan.

Refrain :
Shield my kinsmen from their foes
and from the teeth of the wind.
Shield my kinsmen from sorrow and from shame
until fate brings us shoulder to shoulder
to stand as brothers again.

We are the children of the ice and snow
and of the golden plains and rolling hills.
We are the children of the water, cold and wide,
and cool dark forests--
we are the people
we are the people of our home

(refrain)

The winter tries to break us on its anvil made of ice
but our blood beats hot and true as steel.
Not a drop of it is spilled on our pure white snow
but what was bought by rivers
Crimson rivers
crimson rivers of our foemens' own!

(refrain)

We are the keepers of our future and our past
and the names of our heroes passed and gone
on whose courage, strength and wisdom
the Lion stands--
teach their stories to your children
To our children
'til their names are written in our blood and bone.

(refrain)

Now we run behind the Hawk who leads the way to war
for he flys in the fashion that we live--
like a swift and deadly sword poised at our allies side
we will face our foemen
and fight for the honor
Fight for the honor of our home!

Shield my kinsmen from their foes and
from the teeth of the wind.
Shield my kinsmen from sorrow and from shame
until fate brings us shoulder to shoulder
to stand as brothers again.