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The Music of Ealdormere

Chorus:
For the trillium blooms in the woodlands
And the bards sing bright and clear.
Where shadows are violet deep in the dark twilight
Hear the music of Ealdormere.

An old trav’ller I stand amidst a foreign land
In search of a tune I’d once sung.
For the darkness of night has blinded my sight
And stolen the words from my tongue.

In the green and the gold, I had once wandered bold
Where the lupine howls were heard long
Where the lilac, it bloomed and the grand cedar loomed
And there it was I learned my song.

Chorus

For the words of the bards, with their drums and their harps,
My shadow-filled heart does still yearn.
For the call of my name in the flickering flame
Where the circle’s bright fire did burn.

As the scarlet now flies, the brave Northmen do rise
With the music so wild in their souls.
They’ve sweet mead on their breath, never hiding from death.
I long for my homeland’s heroes.

Chorus

The woods here seem dreary and my bones grow weary
For the groves of the rowan and birch.
And the comp’ny of friends where the song never ends.
For the North Star my eyes always search.

Now that I’ve grown older, and the wind, it blows colder
I’ve lost the sounds of my youth.
My children I’ll send to be with the Northmen
To find songs in the calls of the wolf.

Chorus