Sons of the Dragon

Описание: Garraed Galbraith, originally of the Kingdom of Ealdormere now living in the Kingdom of An Tir, recorded at the Green Dragon Inn at Gulf Wars XIX, March 19, 2010. This song was written in 2002 just prior to Northshield splitting off from the Middle Kingdom and is about the three Kingdoms, Calontir, Ealdormere, and Northshield as they found the wings to fly on their own.

The Sons of the Dragon
Words and Music ©Tim Jennings, 2003
In the days of legend and old,
Three Sons did the Dragon first claim.
The Falcon of Calontir bold.
The Wolf that gives Ealdormere fame.
The Gryphon of Northshield the strong.
Each proved well the strength of the Wyrm.
In battle, in deed or in song,
Each grew to full strength in its turn.

For We are the Sons of the Dragon
What foe could stand fast 'gainst all three
The Falcon flies high. The Wolf prowls below,
And the Gryphon between them roams free.

Of Calontir legends unveil
The fall of the bird from its nest.
Then the catch of the wind, like a sail,
'Neath the beat of its wing and its breast
To the glove it ne'er will return
Though the hills still echo its cry
For once given the freedom to sing
The Falcon must roam free or die!

For we are the sons of the dragon
Together we ever shall roam
The Falcon that soar. The Wolf at the Door.
And the Gryphon that guards fast the home

Of Ealdormere history will tell
How the Wolf in its lair was chained
And the land into dread silence fell
Until finally it's freedom was gained

*(pre 2004 -- he soon will return)

To the cage it ne'er would return
Though the hills still echo its cry
For once given the freedom to sing
The White Wolf must roam free or die!

For we are the sons of the Dragon
The Falcon flies free in the air
The Wolf wild runs in the woodland
And the Gryphon's grown fast in his lair

Of Northshield the Skalds will decry
The might of the Gryphon at war
As the youngest of brothers it came
But its strength has now come to the fore
To its brothers he *now has returned
And the hills will echo their cry
For once given the freedom to sing
The Gryphon must roam free or die!

For We are the sons of the Dragon
The Falcon flies free in the air
The Wolf wild runs in the woodland
And the Gryphon's grown fast in his lair

For We are the sons of the dragon
Together we ever shall roam
The Falcon that soar. The Wolf at the Door.
And the Gryphon that guards fast the home

For We are the Sons of the Dragon
What foe could stand fast 'gainst all three
The Falcon flies high. The Wolf prowls below
And the Gryphon between them roams free.

Note: This song was written in 2002 -03 toward the idea that Calontir, Ealdormere and Northshield might band together in unison at the Pennsic war in 2004. I had reason to believe that might not happen. Viscountess Elashava of Northshield and His Grace Berus of Ealdormere both pushed the idea that we should have a song uniting the three Kingdoms. I discovered John Inchingham also wrote a piece on this theme. I commend it to you.

NOTE: All rights to the music and lyrics belong entirely to Tim Jennings under international copyright. He does not allow recordings of his work without permission or for profit, personal or otherwise and prefers the live medium for performance of his work.

He is happy to have people perform the pieces live if properly accredited. If you would like to discuss any aspect of this with Mr. Jennings, please contact him at [email protected]