Taun Richards - Ice Queen | Текст песни

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Ice Queen"

The Ice Queen's bitter temperament no mortal can contain.
Show her compassion you will get repaid with irreverent disdain.
Any man would tire from fighting through the bitterness and the cold.
Her scorn knows no boundaries, beware you suitors, you gallant knights of old.

A Dragons breath would do little to melt the icicles in her veins.
The fires of hell could reign down upon, but her insolence still remains.
No knight in shining armor could placate her wild hostility.
No sword or arrow could ever expect to assuage her culpability.

Raise your sword and make a toast, and take your courage in your hands.
Mount your steed, prepare your journey to the place where Cossack's stand.
Bring her home as spoils of war and set her at the front of the wedding stand
Be bold, never doubt, and may God give you strength to guide your weary hand.