Falling Rocks

I wish this fight could stop

I wish it had an end

For long I've waited this day

I wish I could have stayed

My brother, my sister

The hope is in your hands

Lor-Minoir

Beyond the hills, it is our last sunrise

Yes, we fight at morning

To bury them at night

My brother, my sister

The hope is in your hands

Lor-Minoir

Fool of a mage who made a stupid trick of falling stars

Heaven's curse on me

He said he could cast some magic to create a pass

Between the canyon which divided us from Ror-Modin

We believed in him, it was our last choice

How could we have known that he would make a rain of rocks

He failed the spell, it fell upon us all

We die, we die, we die!