.I hear the voice, my land is calling me, and that call is enemy's sword in the heart
Murmur of the oaks and moans of the forests, screams of the rivers, and weeping of the streams
And a dumb look of the lakes so green, is bringing the news of my enemies to me.
Black are their clothes, gr.
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