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Aria VI

Funea Sings: There is sadness, there is sadness

I'm depressed myself

Hi ri hoireann o, hi ri hoireann o

There are some things on my mind

What my mouth will not admit

Hi ri ri ri o ho, roho hi hoireann o

But Margaret nan quiad

You dared to lie to me

Hi ri hoireann o, hi ri hoireann o

You cast me as a curse

I couldn't believe it

Hi ri ri ri o ho, roho hi hoireann o.

Aria: Who sings the song of the hunt? You are a goat person.

Funea: How do you know the language?

Aria: My mother taught me. Who are you?

Funea: They call me Funea. I've told you my name, it's time to tell me yours.

Aria: They call me the storm rider.

Funea: You are the earth born. What are you doing here?

Aria: I sacrificed myself for the other people. They are on their way to see Omdrus

Funea: The witch must not know. This knowledge will kill our rulers.

Aria: The witch only knows what I allow.

Funea: You are bold, storm rider. Well done, storm rider. Let us know that our storm rider's name is Aria, and no blood connection or promises of victory steal her will and strength. For her loyalty belongs to our great king.

Aria VII

Aria: What is to come, may come. He can take his axes and swords with him, and be armed with his bow and staff. And we will fight until we reach the other country.

Aria XVI

Aria: The dying breath separates us.

Epilogue II

Spell: Bring the dead back to life. Take the woman whose head was torn from her body and thrown into the fire. Take the one who is betrayed by her own blood.

Give us the dark witch. Bring us the one they call the White Queen.

The Lament Of The Heroes (Aria's Lullaby):

Rest my children,
Love my daughter,
Hear mother's voice, and I, by your side,
Our young king, quick and strong,
Be true to yourself,
And the land you bore,
The moon that guides us,
He led the great nation,
The sun we follow,
To the hour of our glorious victory,
Rest my children,
Love my daughter,
Hear mother's voice, and I, by your side,
Find my queen,
Be she a virgin, or a fat woman,
Our young king, quick and strong,
Be true to yourself,
And the land you carried,
The sun we follow, and the moon that guides us,
Till our victory in glory,
Rest my children,
For our queen will reign,
Be she a virgin, or a fat woman.

The Lament Of The Heroes (Scottish Gaelic, (Cumha nan Gaisgeach)):

leigibh mo chlann,
Gràdh mo nighean,
Cluinn guth màthar, 's mise, ri d' thaobh,
Ar rìgh òg, tapaidh agus làidir,
Bi fìrinneach riut fèin,
'S am fearann ​​a rug thu,
A' ghealach a stiùireas sinn,
Stiùir e an dùthaich mhòr,
A' ghrian tha sinn a' leantuinn,
Gu uair ar buaidh ghlòrmhor,
leigibh mo chlann,
Gràdh mo nighean,
Cluinn guth màthar, 's mise, ri d' thaobh,
lorg mo bhanrigh
Biodh i 'na h-òigh, no 'na mnaoi reamhar,
Ar rìgh òg, tapaidh agus làidir,
Bi fìrinneach riut fèin,
Agus an tìr a ghiùlain thu
A' ghrian a leanas sinn, agus a' ghealach a stiùireas sinn,
Thoir air ais ar buaidh ann an glòir,
leigibh mo chlann,
Oir rìoghaichidh ar banrigh,
Biodh i 'na h-òigh, no 'na boireannach reamhar.

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