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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 4, 2007 21:56:03 GMT -5
I am creating this thread and asking all you people for help. I am trying to compile all of the songs of the realms into a thread for the use of myself, and other bards on the server. Longearmage was good enough to post 'The Cormytes Boast' for us, but I am looking for them all. Anyone know of any songs from novels they have read, or old 2e sourcebooks from FR? If you have them please post here!
-V
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 4, 2007 21:58:34 GMT -5
I'll start us off with one from Volo's Guide to the North.
Wind by the Fireside
So as you shiver in the cold and the dark, Look into the fire and see in its spark-- My eye Watching over you.
As you walk in the wind's whistling claws, Listen past the howling of the wolf's jaws. My song Comes to you.
And when you're lost in the trackless snow, Look up high where the eagles go. My star Shines for you.
In deep, dark mine or on crumbling peak, Hear the words of love I speak. My thoughts Are with you.
You are not forsaken. You are not forgotten. The North cannot swallow you. The snows cannot bury you. I will come for you. Faerun will grow warmer, And the gods will smile But oh, my love, guard yourself well-- All this may not happen for a long, long while.
-Author Unknown
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 4, 2007 22:14:49 GMT -5
Jonstan the Rover
Clippety-cloppety, bold Jonstan the Rover Rides misty-eyed down to the Dales again Into forests and fields, rare beauty all over, Land of his true loves - Aldee, Imthra, and Luthane, Elda and Myrta, Chalantha and Araine.
Will he find yet another? Or be welcomed back? Long lasses aplenty catch his winking eye. Is it kisses he`ll taste soon? Or scorn everlasting? Love and laughter and soon away Jonstan will fly. Cone again over threshold and under dawn sky.
Far across Faerun, a rover adventures free 'Til the Dales call his heart home again To Jhaele, Sharune, Aleese and Rythree. Warm arms and hearth and a roof 'gainst rain 'Til his wandering feet bear him away again.
Climbing far mountains, riding in high clover To Waterdeep and the shores of the Shining Sea. "Hark! Comes now bold Jonstan the Rover? Will he, oh will he ever come back to me?" The Dales call back the man wedded but free.
Clippety-cloppety, bold Jonstan the Rover Comes riding down into the Dales again. Their forests and fields, rare beauty all over, His true love more than all the maidens in pain. My man is riding mist-eyed to the Dales again.
-Jaladha Tshamryl Minstrel of Battledale
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 4, 2007 22:30:54 GMT -5
Here is an actual list of known songs, I have been trying to google them, any help is appreciated.
A Dove At Dawn 1329 Ardreth, High Harp of Berdusk Another Battle Comes The Morn ? Unknown Ballad of the Gallant Wastrels ? Unknown Ballad of the Shadow Storm ? Unknown Ballad of the Wayfarer ? Synder Gallowglass, the Minstrel of Many Roads Dark Lass Gone Away 1364 Unknown Death To All Mages 975 Bendoglaer Syndrath, Bard of Barrowhill Ever Is Weather ? Unknown Fall of the Company ? Felestin the Bard Great Changes Aborning 1332 Mintiper Moonsilver Helms Full of Blood ? Unknown
In a Dark, Dark Wood ? Unknown
Jonstan the Rover ? Jaladha Tshamryl, Minstrel of Battledale
Last Lament ? Unknown Lost and Hapless ? Unknown Lost Princess Road ? Unknown Many Meetings c. 1115 Unknown
My Lady of Shadows 1364 Inder Braelen My Lady of the Moonlight ? Unknown Nine Stars Around a Silver Moon 1338 Mintiper Moonsilver
Oh, Come Let Me Sing ? Unknown
Raise Another Glass of Cheer ? Unknown Rhyme of the Road 1359 Revendar the Far-Travelled Safe Behind Blackbarn's Shield ? Unknown Salute to Victorious Warriors ? Unknown She Walked Out On the Waves ? Unknown Song of the Border Ride 1327 Master Bard Misrath Oorlem Starfall Pool ? Unknown Tears Never Cease 1330 Halindar Droun, Bard of Beregost Tears On a Crystal Ball 1366 Shandreth of Highmoon
The Ballad of Blacksaddle ? Laetha the Wanderer
The Ballad of the Dreamweaver c. 1320 Talanthe Truesilver
The Bold Knight and the Terrible Wyrm ? Unknown
The Cormyte's Boast ? Master Bard Chanthalas The Dragon Cried ? Unknown The Dryad and the Gargoyle ? Unknown
The Fireside Song of Old Adventurers ? Unknown
The Knights of Dragon Down ? Unknown The Last Ride of Roelvelar Windgauntlet ? Unknown
The Lonely Hunt ? Unknown The Ride of the Lion ? Unknown The Rider O'er the Moon ? Unknown The Shining Crown ? Unknown The Sun Comes Up Again ? Darbrukk Syndylver The Wandering Wyrm ? Aldersound Bucklebar, the Halfling Minstrel The Warlock King ? Unknown The Witch of the Far Cold Hill ? Unknown
The Wizard's Tune ? Unknown Trollsong ? Unknown When Mages Go to War 1332 Angarn Dunharp
Wind By the Fireside ? Unknown
**Crossed out titles signify someone else, or myself has researched and posted the song, or at least part of it that is available. I have found that some of these only exist in part.
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Post by moulinous on Jul 4, 2007 22:37:40 GMT -5
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Post by longearmage on Jul 5, 2007 7:10:45 GMT -5
Songs by Danilo Thann of Waterdeep:
Elminster's Jest
There was a knight who longed to wield a more impressive lance To carry into battle, and to aid him with romance. A wizard overheard the knight and granted his request. The knight at first was overjoyed to see how he was blessed.
Chorus:
Hey there, ho there, A lesson's coming through: Be careful what you ask for-- For your wishes may come true.
The knight went to a revel with his weapon thus enhanced. The lance made dining difficult and tripped him while he danced. The next day at the tournaments he won the jousting meets, For all who faced his fearsome lance fell laughing from their seats.
Chorus
The knight romanced a lady who admired his staff of oak. They'd scarse begun their gentle joust before the staff had broke. The knight sought out the wizard, who replied when brought to task, "Your wish bespoke how long it WAS, and not how long 'twould LAST!"
Chorus
Repeat chorus if possible, run if necessary.
The Ballad of the Zhentish Raiders (only two stanzas)
They're far from staid after a raid Those men of Zhentil Keep; They kill off all the women For they much prefer the sheep.
The men don't eat their ill-got treat; Not one of them's a glutton. So isn't it a marvel That they always smell of mutton?
The Death of the Paladin
We've come to mourn the paladin, That best and noblest sort of man. His way was clear, his will was strong, But he's just as dead as if he'd been wrong.
Alone he faced the orcish hoard And, dauntless, raised his mighty sword. He did not flinch, he did not blink, He surely did not stop and think.
The halls of Tempus open wide. Our paladin is led inside. He shares with all his righteous creed And frowns on wenching, ale, and mead.
So do not mourn this hero's death Though of his strength you are bereft. If you must weep, weep for the god Who must endure the tiresome sod.
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 5, 2007 13:39:09 GMT -5
Thanks longearmage, anyone else with knowledge of forgotten realms songs, please post what you find. Again, I am looking for songs printed in 3e, 2e sourcebooks and novels.
-V
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Post by DM Justicar - Creator of FRC on Jul 5, 2007 14:05:05 GMT -5
Excellent thread and idea. Thank you. I will see what I can do to help.
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 5, 2007 19:12:27 GMT -5
Untitled Dwarven Chant
Tunnels too tight, Tunnels too low, Better run goblin, 'Cause here we go!
Every bumps a goblins head, Pools of blood from the goblin dead. Run, good dwarves, push that toy, Squish the little goblin boys!
-Clan Battlehammer Dwarves from 'The Legacy' by R.A. Salvatore
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Post by moulinous on Jul 5, 2007 19:38:24 GMT -5
Moonlight’s Triumph
Along Selûne’s path they did walk, Leaving no stone unturned. A battle fought, all but six were lost, A final triumph earned.
A nether tide swept down the pass, In search of silver plunder. Two hundred strong the mists did cloak, Ready with waiting thunder.
Arching shafts flew aloft in flocks, And boulders rained down on the field. The tuskers’ blood ran red and hot, While nary a blade did they wield.
From yonder bluffs did lightning strike, Reaving a scarlet furrow. By Art lived, by reflection lost, Freestaves laid forever low.
With cries of rage the orcs did charge, The battle joined at last. The waves were dashed upon the rocks, And none did ever pass.
Five score did fall upon each blade, Ere the nether tide receded. And of the rocks that stood so firm, Only bloody sand postceded.
Along Selûne’s path they did walk, Leaving no stone unturned. A battle fought, all but six were lost, A final triumph earned.
Excerpt from "Moonlight Paean" Composed by Mintiper Moonsilver Year of the Moonfall (1344 DR)
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Post by moulinous on Jul 5, 2007 19:39:39 GMT -5
Leaves of Gold
Autumn’s turning yields leaves of gold, A mantle fit for woodland kings. Wood nymphs weep cold tears of sorrow, And yet the fair Hamagess sings.
commonly recounted poem attributed to Mintiper Moonsilver Year of the Moonfall (1344 DR)
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Post by moulinous on Jul 5, 2007 20:00:51 GMT -5
Myth Glaurach
No more do lovers pledge their troth, Or gaze upon the stars. No more do children sing and dance, Or dream of lands afar.
(CHORUS) For all about are bloody bones, And shattered dreams now lost. A sea of orcs sought only death, Myth Glaurach was the cost.
No more do towers soar aloft, Or cast their shadows deep. No more are stones made into walls, To form a sturdy keep.
(CHORUS)
No more do fields turn gold with grain, Or wells yield water blue. No more do tomes hold cherished lore, Or teach old thoughts anew.
(CHORUS)
ballad entitled "The Horde’s Wake" attributed to Mintiper Moonsilver Year of the Arch (1353 DR)
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Post by moulinous on Jul 5, 2007 20:01:37 GMT -5
Trail of Mists
Ga ‘nomes went in, ga ‘nomes went out, Now look at ga fields all about. Ga men of course get all ga ‘lory, Forgotten again, same old story!
(CHORUS) We may be here, we may be there, Like men of course we’re everywhere! We may be fair, but so are elves, Ga People, see, are just themselves! We may be stout, but so are dwarves, At least we’re not afraid of wharves! We may be small, but so are hin, At least we have hair on our chin! We may be fierce, but so are orcs, At least we do not taste like pork! We may be here, we may be there, Ga misty trail runs everywhere!
Ga ‘nomes went in, ga ‘nomes went out, Now look at ga trees all about. Ga elves of course get all ga ‘lory, Forgotten again, same old story!
(CHORUS)
Ga ‘nomes went in, ga ‘nomes went out, Now look at ga gems all about. Ga dwarves of course get all ga ‘lory, Forgotten again, same old story!
(CHORUS)
Ga ‘nomes went in, ga ‘nomes went out, Now look at ga pipes all about. Ga hin of course get half ga ‘lory, Forgotten again, same old story!
(CHORUS)
Ga ‘nomes went in, ga ‘nomes went out, Now look at nothing all about. Ga orcs of course get all ga ‘ory, Oops, not our fault, and not our story!
(CHORUS)
gnome drinking ditty entitled "Ga Nomes" blamed on Mintiper Moonsilver Year of the Boot (1343 DR)
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 5, 2007 21:58:43 GMT -5
Wow, thanks Moul. Where did you come by those songs?
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Post by moulinous on Jul 5, 2007 22:10:59 GMT -5
I am a web junkie when it comes to Forgotten Realms. The archives have some cool stuff on the wizards site. I see you already hit up Candlekeep so i will check a few others later.
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 6, 2007 19:46:16 GMT -5
The Horns of the Far Elf Realm
As I walked that grim battlefield forlorn I heard a distant, haunting elven horn Calling o'er high hills beyond the moon Calling from a land I'll find soon
Braceldaur, where elves still stand proud Blowing their horns, sounding them loud Calling to thee, calling to me Calling to all who burn to be free
Braceldaur, where the lost trails run Lost in mists, in shadow, in sun Land of beauty, land so green Bright and far in dreams I've seen
Braceldaur, fore'er awaiting me Reached by paths I cannot see Soft blue mists, dark standing trees Darker eyes watching through leaves
Find it I must In it I trust Braceldaur, my life I bind to thee.
-Unknown Minstrel Recounted by Tasar Taurntyrith
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 6, 2007 19:51:35 GMT -5
Stanza from 'The Ballad of Blacksaddle'
And now the swordsmen raise their steel And now they bring their blades down Brigands scream and chargers reel As a nomad crown comes crashing down
-Laetha the Wanderer
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 6, 2007 19:54:06 GMT -5
Title Unknown
The High Forest was their home. They flee, they fly, they roam. The orcs, the orcs are everywhere And soon they'll all be living here. Away you go into the wood To find out why, as if you could. Do you know what you'll find there? Pain, confusion, and despair.
-Nuial Treestrider
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 6, 2007 19:58:15 GMT -5
Oh Come Let Me SingOh, come let me sing of Olothontor the Old. Music in thrall this lone wyrm doth hold. If you would live to see sunrise again, Sing long of love, and loss, and pain. Sing as you've never sung before, And alive you may be gently shown the door. -- Stanza from "Oh, Come, Let Me Sing," a Harper drinking ballad of anonymous collective authorship OOC Note: Darkharp and Mynian are working on server specific version of this song, about heros/villians/creatures from the server, so look, or rather listen for it
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 6, 2007 21:38:30 GMT -5
Excerpt from 'My Lady of Shadows'
For those who enter Rundreth's gloom Go willingly to waiting doom.
-Inder Braelen Year of the Wave
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Post by moulinous on Jul 7, 2007 12:46:21 GMT -5
The Horns of The Far Elf Realm
As I walked that grim battlefield forlorn I heard a distant, haunting elven horn Calling o'er high hills beyond the moon Calling from a land I'll find soon Braceldaur, where elves still stand proud Blowing their horns, sounding them loud Calling to thee, calling to me Calling to all who burn to be free Braceldaur, where the lost trails run Lost in mists, in shadow, in sun Land of beauty, land so green Bright and far in dreams I've seen Braceldaur, fore'er awaiting me Reached by paths I cannot see Soft blue mists, dark standing trees Darker eyes watching through leaves Find it I must In it I trust Braceldaur, my life I bind to thee.
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Post by moulinous on Jul 7, 2007 12:49:04 GMT -5
Even street urchins in Waterdeep know this fragment from The Ballad of Blacksaddle, by the minstrel Laetha the Wanderer:
"And now the swordsmen raise their steel And now they bring their blades down Brigands scream and chargers reel As a nomad crown comes crashing down"
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 7, 2007 14:58:09 GMT -5
The Fireside Song of Old Adventurers
Swords once sharp now gather dust Much oil and work fight creeping rust Where once we had no time to care Reaching for battle brave hands bare
Our lances shone back brighter sun Our coffers groaned with treasure won Proud names we held o'er many lands Proud lords bowed to our commands
Then dragons raged and died fierce As keener, sharper blades did pierce Swung by bolder, stronger men Wine and laughter both sweeter then
So long ago, in fading dreams Sometimes fancy it all seems But by this sword, tis all true! Laugh? This old blade will answer you!
Foolish, blind, young and proud Or I'll rise yet, and we shall see If you'll ever live as long as me.
-Harper Ballad
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 7, 2007 14:58:49 GMT -5
The Shining Crown
A wise old man to me did frown Asking: where is thy shining crown? I see its rightful place upon thy hair Where right now rests but empty air
Chorus: Over the next hill Over the ridge Through deep forests Across lonely bridge
Far afield waits a shining crown Gleaming riches, great renown There but to reach and take If ye'll only stir and wake
(Chorus)
To horse! Mount and ride With good shield and high pride A little courage, a little luck Grim slogging and pluck
(Chorus)
Better to have reached and lost Hopes withered as by winter frost To leap up again, high and far Than to sit alone in a quiet bar
(Chorus)
My old tired eyes no longer shine So why not try? Strive and die My hands are weak; far too much wine No disgrace the bards will cry And little weaponworkyet Ill fight Ye just might win a shining crown Old wolves can still, defiant, bite Bring the mighty crashing down And talk your talk not so loud
(Chorus)
It lies yonder, o'er far-off hill It waits for those who boldly will Come a-seeking with ready blade A shining crown for heroes made.
-Harper Ballad
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 7, 2007 14:59:19 GMT -5
The Lonely Hunt
Don't look back Just draw your blade Down dark track The kill is made
Don't shout out yet Just follow the cries Time enow to laugh and bet After the foe snarls and dies
Run and wave blade blood-wet Down the trail of dancing bone To the place where death is met We all rush-and come there alone
Don't, no don't look back There's never time for that Just add more meat to the sack And grow old and wise and fat
Until the day the death is thine And you face the gods alone Few folk find enough time To take their wanted throne
So raise now the sparkling wine Drink it deep, while you can Gods grant you smile at its shine Remembering the hunt you ran
-Harper Ballad
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 7, 2007 15:00:00 GMT -5
In a Dark, Dark Wood
In a dark, dark wood Oh so long ago Something lurked and pounced and stank As it prowled to and fro
In a dark, dark wood Oh so long ago Under the hanging tree A lost man one morn did go
In a dark, dark wood Oh so long ago Dropped the beast fangs agape Upon the poor lost one below
In a dark, dark wood Oh so long ago Teeth clashed and teeth slashed One more skull a grave to show
In a dark, dark wood Oh so long ago Came a young wizard lass Spells to cast, Art to grow
In a dark, dark wood Oh so long ago Sorceress and something darker met And oer both fear settled low
In a dark, dark wood Oh so long ago Fangs sought the maiden's blood She gasped out a spell none still know
In a dark, dark wood Oh so long ago Crawled something dark and fanged With a ladys face and a smile just so
In a dark, dark wood Oh so long ago It hunted with claws and jaws Or spoke spells fast and low
In a dark, dark wood Oh so long ago The old sorceress built a tower Beside the way the road did go
In a dark, dark wood Oh so long ago Those who found her castle empty Missed her, lurking in bones below
In a dark, dark wood Oh so long ago Those who found the lady home All her charms and graces did know
In a dark, dark wood Oh so long ago Those who stayed with her too long Saw her shape slip, and knew their foe
In a dark, dark wood Oh so long ago Many a traveler lost his way And cried out in fear and woe
In a dark; dark wood Oh so long ago Would he meet smile or fang? Beforehand, none of us e'er know.
-Harper Ballad
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 7, 2007 15:01:09 GMT -5
Raise Another Glass of Cheer
Chorus: The night draws on and sleep is near I draw another glass of wet cheer If I close my eyes I dream of you And see again the high hall The kneeling knights, my proud throne The vaults of gold, the bowls of gems
(Chorus)
The banners proud, the armies vast Chambers of riches too many to count All this my own, under my proud feet Until the day we chanced to meet
(Chorus)
I gave it all up, I threw it all away To win your love, your smile, your hand But you left me in cold disarray To wander hard roads until today
(Chorus)
If I close my eyes I dream of you And betimes, when I've been good I dream you love me as I do you Your smile lights the dark night into day
(Chorus)
And then I fear I always wake And find myself alone If you are lost, forever gone I'll sleep and know your love again
(Chorus twice, second time slow and grandly sad)
-Harper Ballad
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 7, 2007 15:02:10 GMT -5
The Wizards Tune
Build a fire to harp at twilight In a circle of old standing stones Dance by the fire under watching moon Call up the old and waiting bones
Draw a circle in a dusty old tomb A circle of flame on cold grey stone Talk to wizards dead and kings long gone Lore to learn and spells to hone
Walk in shadows, in worlds so strange The senses reel, the blood crawls Hurl spells at twisted things of claws Until the last one flees or falls
Raise a tower proud and high Rule lands as hair goes gray Write tomes of awesome might Is it all worth it? Who can say?
Walk doddering into the last days Weave the air into flowers or light Try to remember more, fading spells To make children laugh in delight
Hear them gasp, see them smile Look into their dazzled eyes Which will grow to wizardly might? Smile, and never tell them it's all lies.
-Harper Ballad
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 7, 2007 15:03:42 GMT -5
The Bold Knight and the Terrible Wyrm
The dragon was old and its scales were gray It snored and ached, and was heard to say, Where's my might, that now is gone? Whats the point in carrying on?
The knight was young, his blade so bright But at first dragonroar he shook in fright And screamed, So large! I never knew! Hide me, spare me! My challenge I rue!
The dragon yawned and said, Down blade! Toss away daggers and sit in the shade. Did you bring cold and foaming beer? Havent had a good chat in many a year.
The knight's mouth fell open, and down went he Gabbling, As it happens, I've a keg with me! So the sun went down behind the hill And if they're not snoring, they're talking still. (Repeat)
-Harper Ballad
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Jul 7, 2007 15:05:35 GMT -5
Last Lament
My life goes on, down endless days It's been too long since I've seen your smile
And now darkness around me doth close Far off I can hear you singing
Death comes for me, with thirsty swords It's been too long since I've seen your smile
No way out, doom comes to me Far off I can hear you singing
If the gods would hear me, I'd cry out It's been too long since I've seen your smile
I never meant to fall by you unseen Far off I can hear you singing
It comes swiftly now, sweeping me away It's been too long since I've seen your smile
Everything fades, and I am gone Far off I can hear you singing
Mourn me not, my dear love, though It's been too long since I've seen your smile
Far off I can hear you singing Sing high, sing clear and then listen, dear You'll be hearing me, long after I'm gone In your dreams, my voice will live on.
(Softly) Far off I can hear you singing Through my tunes, my voice lives on
-Harper Ballad
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