Бешеный Воробей, адназначна!

Time has worn this story down,
But we don't forget.
On the field forever cursed
We once made our stand.

Bastard squandered the land
For the Dornish hounds;
Hatred grasps the soldiers hearts,
20 000 strong.

Weep for the one true king,
For the fight we won't win!

(Redgrass Field!)
Rode to certain death and pain
(Redgrass Field!)
Blackfyre' soldiers met their bane
(Redgrass Field!)
Sacrificed their lives in vain
Redgrass Field!

In the shade of purple mist
The king fights his foe.
Arrows break the silent air,
Break his peaceful plan...

Aegor Rivers stands alone,
He assumed command.
His beloved brother lies
On red-stained grass...

Listen, obey his command -
Follow him or die by his hand!

(припев)

Royal armies blocked their way
20 000 lost that day
They bled the ground
Peace they found.

There's no sign of victory
But lord Aegor finds the way,
We fled the land,
He's in command!

Madness curse that feeble horde,
He died by arrows who bore the sword!