Memza the Wolfen Minstrel (a song)
Oh Memza, great Memza please tell me a tale,
Of battles and journeys where heroes prevail,
Of monsters and witches and other travails,
Oh Memza, great Memza please tell me a tale.
Sing songs of young lovers
who follow their hearts,
Whose parents conspire
to keep them apart.
Sing songs that are joyful
and those which are sad,
Whose heroes find glory
or go stark raving mad.
Tell stories of warriors
now fighting for fame,
And villains so evil,
they butcher and maim,
Of innocent creatures
confronting their fate,
Who start humble creatures
and then become great.
Oh Memza, great Memza please tell me a tale,
Of battles and journeys where heroes prevail,
Of monsters and witches and other travails,
Oh Memza, great Memza please tell me a tale.
Sing songs of the battles
where brave young wolves fell,
Where the song of the fallen
were pealed on our bells,
Where the foe was relentless
and our blood flowed like wine,
Yet we vanquished our enemy
in the cold northern clime.
Tell stories of poets,
of monarchs and kings,
Of farmers and teachers
who toil through the spring,
Of creatures who crawl
and of those on the wing,
Tell stories of life
in which the truth rings.
Oh Memza, great Memza please tell me a tale,
Of battles and journeys where heroes prevail,
Of monsters and witches and other travails,
Oh Memza, great Memza please tell me a tale...
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