كلمات Falling Rocks

I wish this fight could stop I wish it had an end For long I've waited this day I wish I could have stayed My brother, my sister The hope is in your hands Lor-Minoir Beyond the hills, it is our last sunrise Yes, we fight at morning To bury them at night My brother, my sister The hope is in your hands Lor-Minoir Fool of a mage who made a stupid trick of falling stars Heaven's curse on me He said he could cast some magic to create a pass Between the canyon which divided us from Ror-Modin We believed in him, it was our last choice How could we have known that he would make a rain of rocks He failed the spell, it fell upon us all We die, we die, we die!