Текст (слова) песни: Battlelore - Sons Of Riddermark
Horse lords the men of Rohan Allies of Gondor the land below Green fields they guard with honour Eastern terror, keep away! Finest chargers of Middle-earth They raise and ride See the banners of Riddermark If you`re foe, you should run or hide
River Anduin, Fangorn forest Mountains of Mist and White Horn Mighty borders surround the Kingdom Strong regions to guard the land
Edoras the heart of Rohan Capital of Riddermark Fortresses around the realm Dunharrow and Helm`s Deep Citadels so hard to annex Victory in both of them... Battle of the Pelennor Fields Invasion of Dunlending
Third Age of the Sun The battle of Filed of Celebrant Orchish triumph was so near Then the third army arrived There`s no enemy who Could ever oberwhelm those plains of light Steal their fate of better times And kill the fire in their eyes
Golden-haired horsemen And their King Eorl the Young Victory by the Eothed Salvation to the southern lands Great reward they have gained From the people they have saved Expression of gratitude On northern fields they stay
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