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Mealltach

	作曲 : Nemtheanga
	Drifting in dreams of memory past
	To pray to never wake
	Or return to spiritless cages
	That held me once before
	So mant seasons
	I've seen
	A heart as winter's cold...
	To melt in a summer's passion
	To forge a new things that have grown so old
	My Gods need me now
	I've sheltered beneath their sky
	My life I would willingly give
	For their return, it is but an honour to die
	Seasons come and go
	Children grow to die
	Kings may come
	And Kings may go
	But our Gods shall rule the sky

	zuò qǔ : Nemtheanga
	Drifting in dreams of memory past
	To pray to never wake
	Or return to spiritless cages
	That held me once before
	So mant seasons
	I' ve seen
	A heart as winter' s cold...
	To melt in a summer' s passion
	To forge a new things that have grown so old
	My Gods need me now
	I' ve sheltered beneath their sky
	My life I would willingly give
	For their return, it is but an honour to die
	Seasons come and go
	Children grow to die
	Kings may come
	And Kings may go
	But our Gods shall rule the sky