- Hands Of Gold
He rode through the streets of the city
Down from his hill on high
Over the winds and the steps and the cobbles
He rode to a woman's cry
For she was his secret treasure
She was his shame and bliss
And a chain and a keep are nothing
- The Bear And The Maiden Fair
A bear there was, a bear, a bear!
All black and brown, and covered with hair.
Oh, come, they said, oh come to the fair!
The fair? said he, but I’m a bear!
All black and brown, and covered with hair!
And down the road from here to there.
Three boys, a goat, and a dancing bear!
Danced and spun, all the way to the fair!
- The Last of the Giants
О‑о‑о, я последний из великанов,
Народ мой исчез навсегда,
Когда‑то мы правили миром,
Но те миновали года.
На смену великим и сильным
Ничтожный пришел человек,
Он занял леса и долины
И выловил рыбу из рек.
- The Rains of Castamere
And who are you, the proud lord said,
that I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat,
that's all the truth I know.
In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
a lion still has claws,
And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
as long and sharp as yours.