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Gentle Mother, font of mercy,
Save our sons from war, we pray.
Stay the swords and stay the arrows,
Let them know a better day.
Gentle Mother, strength of women,
Help our daughters through this fray.
Soothe the wrath and tame the fury,
Teach us all a kinder way.

Alan Silvestri - Gently As She Goes
ALAN SILVESTRI

Gently As She Goes Lyrics

Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon

Dark the stars and dark the moon.
Hush the night and the morning loon.

Tell the horses and beat on your drum.
Gone their master, gone their son.

Dark the oceans, dark the sky.
Hush the whales and the ocean tide.

Flecks of snow fall on your face
Keep this kiss, don't forget my name
Darkness comes to take us away
Don't forget that you loved me.

Love is a magic we were born to make
Hold it tight,don't let it break
Poisoned apples dark hearts make

My featherbed is deep and soft,
and there I’ll lay you down,
I’ll dress you all in yellow silk
and on your head a crown.
For you shall be my lady love,
and I shall be your lord.
I’ll always keep you warm and safe,
and guard you with my sword.

Alduin's wings, they did darken the sky. His roar fury's fire, and his scales sharpened scythes.
Men ran and they cowered, and they fought and they died. They burned and they bled as they issued their cries.
We need saviors to free us from Alduin's rage. Heroes on the field of this new war to wage.
And if Alduin wins, man is gone from this world. Lost in the shadow of the black wings unfurled.
But then came the Tongues on that terrible day. Steadfast as winter, they entered the fray.
And all heard the music of Alduin's doom. The sweet song of Skyrim, sky-shattering Thu'um.
And so the Tongues freed us from Alduin's rage. Gave the gift of the Voice, ushered in a new Age.
If Alduin is eternal, then eternity's done. For his story is over and the dragons are... gone.

The Dornishman's wife was as fair as the sun,
and her kisses were warmer than spring.
But the Dornishman's blade was made of black steel,
and its kiss was a terrible thing.
The Dornishman's wife would sing as she bathed,
in a voice that was sweet as a peach,
But the Dornishman's blade had a song of its own,
and a bite sharp and cold as a leech.

Oh, I am the last of the giants, my people are gone from the earth.
The last of the great mountain giants, who ruled all the world at my birth.

Oh, the smallfolk have stolen my forests, they've stolen my rivers and hills...
And they've built a great wall through my valleys, and fished all the fish from my rills.

In stone halls they bum their great fires, in stone halls they forge their sharp spears.
Whilst I walk alone in the mountains, with no true companion but tears.

A raven
Flys from the north
To the sea (to the sea)

A dragon
Whispers her name
In the east (in the east)