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Tam Greenhill - Last Feast

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Last bowl - goodbye - golden wine ,
     Dm (V) Am (V)
In the silence of a circle is a silver cup .
    G B
No one will come back from this battle ,
    C A7
The last song today dopoet singer .

  Dm B
In the battle over death terrible way and far ,
 F A7
The song will stand in silence.
   Gm B Dm
When the minstrel takes his sword ,
 C Dm Dm9 Dm
Lute burns in the fire .

In the battle equal in death storyteller and a warrior .
Hand minstrel embrace the sword hilt ,
In the eyes - doom , but pale faces calm.
On the brink of war , but in a battle they did not resist.

Singing minstrel - the voice is pure and high,
The song rings in the sky .
When the minstrel takes his sword ,
Lute burns in the fire .

Let taught science possession of weapons ,
Yet the singer can not afford to become a warrior .
Sword minstrel keep hard and do not need .
Even harder to kill him raise .

Knights songs and long journeys
Killed in a brutal war.
When the minstrel takes his sword ,
Lute burns in the fire .

He graduated from the feast, and to sing the last song.
Iron string for the last time stroking his hand .
& quot; It's time ! & quot; - On the threshold stood waiting for a messenger ,
And carefully lute singer down to the fire.

Clean and loudly singing the dawn horn
Torn Second String .
When the minstrel takes his sword ,
Lute burns in the fire ...

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