Treseblu

In a sad shadow she wept by the tower,
the clamors hit hard on the sills of the flowers,
the roses are bleeding and hearts wounded deeply,
the pools are like crimson;
the children are weeping.

Treseblu, Treseblu, Treseblu,
may the fire in summerland's judgment
be kinder to you.

The soldiers, the soldiers, less one screaming falcon
bound west by the banner of Cordahan's passion
Surrender, surrender, surrender 
you've gone astray.
Forgive, forgive, forgive
may they all come to pray

Treseblu, Treseblu, Treseblu,
may the fire in summerland's judgment
be kinder to you.

Fallen knight, fallen knight
can you speak to me, share the clarity
of your vision, are you there, don't despair
keep reaching for the light
Fallen knight, fallen knight
have you crossed the line, broke the silver vine,
worshipping thy mighty king, the land shall rise
to hear your trumpets sing.

(Reste Twa, Reste Twa, Reste Twa, Treseblu,
Jeunne Homme nous sommes avec twa,
Jeunne homme nous sommes avec twa,
Jeunne Homme nous sommes avec twa tu, Treseblu)

Treseblu, Treseblu
come so sweet and ever silent 
yet they cast you out with violent fury.
All the forests cry for you
Dear Treseblu, 
may the heaven's come to finally honor you.

 

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