Authored by Wycliffe of Rin
I was born on a Curaw street where the savage drums did beat,
And those loving Khergit feet they tramped all over us,
And each and every night when Naldera came home tight
He'd invite the folk to fight back with this chorus:
Come out ye Khergit clans, come out and fight me like a man,
Show your horse-wife how you cower from the northerners,
Tell them how the Vaegir gray made you run like hell away
From the bravely flowing banners of the leopard.
Come tell us how you slew them poor Swaddies two by two,
Like the Rhodoks, they had spears and heavy crossbows,
How you bravely faced each one then like that they made you run,
Now you frighten our poor Rinnish to their marrow.
Come out ye Khergit clans, come out and fight me like a man,
Show your horse-wife how you cower from the northerners,
Tell them how the Vaegir gray made you run like hell away
From the bravely flowing banners of the leopard.
Come let us hear you sing how you worked with Prince Valdym,
When you thought him well and truly persecuted,
Where are the sneers and jeers that you bravely let us hear
When our heroes of Khudan were executed?
Come out ye Khergit clans, come out and fight me like a man,
Show your horse-wife how you cower from the northerners,
Tell them how the Vaegir gray made you run like hell away
From the bravely flowing banners of the leopard.
Well the day is coming fast and the time is here at last,
When each northman will be cut aside before us,
And if there be a need, sure the call I would then heed,
With a verse or two of King Yaroglek's chorus:
Come out ye Khergit clans, come out and fight me like a man,
Show your horse-wife how you cower from the northerners,
Tell them how the Vaegir gray made you run like hell away
From the bravely flowing banners of the leopard.
Submitted February 25, 2017 at 10:20PM by Verbluffen http://ift.tt/2lX3Flh
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