#asoiaf
Ну какбэ пусть будет англоверсия

You asked me to bend the knee,
But you are bastard born,
Your father an oathbreaker and
Your wife from bloody Dorne.

In coat of red or coat of black
The dragon still has fire,
And mine is just as bright as yours,
But flows from my sire.

Let Dornish spears be your throne,
Let Princes have your back;
For Dorne remembers still and fears
The dragon of the black.

Let all the land the witness be:
By gods I challenge you,
And let the gods themselves decide
Which one of us is true.

And so he spoke, oh so he spoke,
The King who bore the sword,
But Bloody Raven's heathen hand
His holy life cut short.