Paroles de Dinas Emrys

Myrddin: Hear my words Earl of Gwent I am the fatherless one Drain the lake and rouse the dragons Take my blood Yon stronghold will never stand For the hour of doom is rung See the dragons rise into the air They`ll be figting sore and long For a wise man will come to take the crown When even the house Of romulus fell His final fate No seer can foretell There`s a greater place Beyond the realms of lethe There`s a flaming trace in our heart When a memory becomes myth