.Le vent souffle sur les plaines de la Bretagne armoricaine,
Je jette un dernier regard sur ma femme, mon fils et mon domaine.
Akim, le fils du forgeron est venu me chercher, les druides ont décidé de mener le combat dans la vallée.
Là , où tous nos ancêtres, de géants guerriers cel.
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