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My Bell'amie Can you hear your own mare snort In the drum's roffling ? Her hooves a prancing Late autumn air a dancing
This winter promises to be by far the coldest Our horses will match 'tin being by far the boldest
We will draw our breaths from the mid-airs East, east ! Pull your cloak around you We are Odin's heirs..we will go see Merovee.. ! Remember "Let it be" ~ Will you ride with me ?