Songs of the Twilight...

[Michael Morris]

I'll Come Home
Gnomish Love Song

Journies long --
Before my eyes
A heart so strong --
It burns the sky.
And as my steps
Lead far from thee
A promise to be kept
I'll return to thee
And though the sea contests my ryme
My heart this goal shall reach in time:​

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I'll come home to thee
Cross the widest sea
Cross the deepest forest all the world can set 'fore me
I'll come home to thee
None shall hold back me
I may walk a thousand miles but I'll come home to thee..

And many days
So far from home
And many ways
My heart shall long
But in my mind
Thy face to keep
In memory's eye
As I pass to sleep
And though mountains contest my ryme
My dreams shall realize this in time:​

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And so my love
Cry not for me
I shall return
A promise keep
Though vast distance
Between us flies
Think that we glance
Upon the same sky
And as the stars shine down on me
Let them console thee 'til we meet​

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[Michael Morris]

Lay Down Your Arms
Traditional Eulogy - exact origin unknown though usually attributed to the Malchani people.

Lay your sword upon the grass,
The time to use it now has passed
For not much longer shall ye last
Until the sleep falls on ye.
So rest your shoulders of the task
And of your friends now quickly ask
Of final desires before the mask
Of death is placed upon ye.
For many are the bodies that die
And many are the souls that cry
Even as they rise to the sky
May heaven-fate await ye.
So lay your sword upon the grass
And we shalt take up all your tasks
As ye depart into the sky
As we behind pray for thee.
​

 

[Michael Morris]

Farewell
Elven song of Farewell

Farewell, Farewell my love, far away
Tears are now fallen... Tears do now stay
For you art now taken far away
By journey's long distance and so many days.

Once more, once more I remember the time
Time is now fallen away with the ryme
That leads, that leads me away from thy side
And roads that reach beyond the view of my eyes.

My heart, my heart beats in vain for your kiss
Memories fallen only to this
Hope I, Hope I keep close to my heart
Desire to return to the place where thou art.

My soul, my soul remembers for awhile
Hope is now fallen as I cannot smile
Press on, press on another weary mile
And wait the return to home all this while.

Return, Return to the lands cross the sea
Footsteps are fallen to take me to thee
Await, Await the day I can return
The day that my heart shall no longer yearn.
​

For the curious, the first verse in elvish..

Friansade amor alwe
Di es o talwe, di ed o me
E tu es o traye alwe
In rime alwe y yuron li tose

Like most translations, it isn't exact. The above exactly means:

Farewell eternally my love far away
Tears are now falling, Tears do now stay
For you are now taken far away
By great journeys far away and years that fade

 

[Michael Morris]

The Wild Blue Sea
Written by the elven bard Tralin Nisarli for the entertainment of Emperor Halsidan of Estaria.

Ellin Ellane was a fair maid
Who sailed upon the seas
Her journeys took her to many ports
But never home to me
I fear I'll never see the day
That she'll return to me
For I her husband threw her to
The arms of the wild blue sea
I searched a time in Rivenport
For the Land Beneath the Sea
The Kingdoms once called Balcridan
Their songs did call to me
And Ellin Ellane said "Folly,
True folly there to seek,"
So I her husband threw to
The arms of the wild blue sea
I stand upon the sandy shoals
And ponder on what should be
And wonder if I shall ever find
The kingdom beneath the sea
For once I had companionship
In pursuing this distant dream
For aye, I threw my love into
The arms of the wild blue sea.
And think you not this sailor weeps
For the maid took by the sea?
Aye in my heart I always weep
For the vision held in my e'e
And think you that I was a fool
Myself I should agree,
For I her husband threw her to
The arms of the wild blue sea.
For ages it seemed I roamed the lakes
Which surround our kingdom's three
But never pardon my heart could make
To return Ellane to me
For it seems that any port of call
Through my searches that I reach --
There find she left at last nightfall
To a place beyond my reach.
As so I regret, Oh so I regret --
The decision for which I now bleed
In heart, for I threw her to
The arms of the wild blue sea.
I wonder, ponder, through these lands
As a soul who forever dreams
I wonder, ponder, how could these hands
Throw her to the wild blue sea.
It was fate I argue to myself
That I'd lose to the wild blue sea.
A contest I should have ne'er began
Against the wild blue sea.
For she is alive, she taunts me still
In the sanctum of my dreams
And there she dictates my only will
To return her from the sea.
But she is spurned, and though I yearn
She shall not return to me
For I her husband threw her to
The arms of the wild blue sea.
Now I am old, and soon will die,
Her face ne'er again to see.
But it is the fate I do deserve
For her banishment to the sea.
Though my countrymen call me hero
For my war on piracy
I shall never forget the look in her eyes
When I banished her to the sea
They paint me villian even now
Though hero most think me to be
And though a country mourns my plight
For acts which did endear me
I shall always be villian in the light
Of her eyes as she fell in the sea.
Yes, she is drowned, I killed her there
In the middle of the Talcasin Sea
When she my rage had rendered forth
By accusing me of fallacy
But fallacy would be my fate
Upon the wild blue sea
I threw her with all of my hate
To the storm and the wild blue sea
And forever afterward I've been prisoner
To the call of the wild blue sea
Nowhere I could go beyond her call
And that of the wild blue sea.
And ever onward to madness I fall
As a storm on the wild blue sea
'Tis fitting perhaps that I lose my life
To the arms of the wild blue sea
For forty years I searched in vain
Her return from the wild blue sea.
Here to find on stone her name
In sight of the wild blue sea
It says she died upon a day
While upon the wild blue sea
When I, her husband, threw her to
The arms of the wild blue sea.
​

 

[Michael Morris]

Bosom of the Sea
Traditional Telzoan Love Ballad

I hear the sea waves a calling, calling
Calling me far, far from thee
I see the wave crests a falling, falling
Falling on the sand at your feet.
I hear the sea gulls a singing a song,
I feel the wind now, and it won't be long
Until this old ship spirits me far from thee
To the bosom of the sea.

Oh how the sea waves are singing, singing
Singing a song far from thee
And now the tide, she is bringing, bringing
Bringing in my destiny
Still I will tell her that my heart is thine
And I'll remember this look in your eyes
Until this old ship returns me to thee
From the bosom of the sea.

Please now, my darling, cease weeping, weeping
Weeping as I leave your side
For when I return I'll be keeping, keeping,
Keeping you here as my bride.
Then will the sea return to the song
That stirs our hearts as we wait far to long
For this old ship to return me to thee
From the bosom of the sea.
​

 

[Michael Morris]

I Love You
Oyasini Mourning Song

Softly on the branch above
Calls out the turtle dove
In song known as
I Love You...
Ages, ages passed and still
Despite the many ills
That passed I say
I Love you...
Through all trials that have passed
Through all the years that lasped
This love unchanged even now...
Though your heart beneath the snow
I want you know to know
I truly still do love you...

Love is undaunted by time
Unsevered by the rymes
That carry me
Far away.
Although I am standing here
I feel your spirit near
To comfort me
As day fades
Now, there is no turning back
This thirst shall never slack
As your memory will not fade.
If I could but once more lie
Beside your blessed side
Hope and pray for
Tears to fade...

Love in the soul she is born
In Time she's slowly worn
But never broke -
I love you.
Love, in fires she rebels
For her I cry and yell
As fires stoke -
I love you
No force shall hold back the hand
That unites all the land
And hearts which cry
I love you
Still, for me the time has passed
Oh, could it only last
But you are dead -
I love you.
​

 

[Michael Morris]

Many of these songs now have their music uploaded into the downloads area.


Requie

Delce de decorum triste
Delce se ishnarum triste
Delce mai requiste
Telne sulen de ariste

Delce le raviste
Delce le wiste
Delce se un dae
Parce telne ae

Translation:

All are born hence,
All will die hence,
All must prepare
Their souls to fly.

All do suff
All do cry
All will one day
Dry their eyes