clique para tocar Fechar
Howard Shore
the king of the golden hall
He laered hine ridanAnd wealdan mece
And standan f?st
And feond ne forhtian.
Nu he sceal leornian
??t hearde so?:
He raerede his cnapa
Of cilde to menn
??t he his dea? geseo.
Se feond w?s simble mid heom.
Se feond ne reccede ege.
'He taught him to ride,
To wield a sword.
To stand strong
And show his enemy no fear.
Now he must learn
The hard truth:
That he had brought his boy
From childhood.
So that he might face his death
Like a man.
The enemy was always with them.
The enemy did not care about fear.'