(Out of all this beauty, something must come.)
Bid you speed
When what you need
Is dream and deed
When longing and greed entwine
You'll drink of life as lesser men drink wine
At the triclinium feasts where red clad priests
Crowned with white rose wreaths lie
Cut what will die from what will rise
Rise by rights like these
(Nana-na nana-na)
Tyriat Sig Tyrias
(Nana-na nana-na)
Tyriat Sig Tyrias
(Nana-na nana-na)
Tyriat Sig Tyrias (Tyriat Sig Tyrias!)
(Nana-na nana-na)
Tyriat Sig Tyrias (Tyriat Sig Tyrias!)
When the spring of the soul
Will claim its own
And spirits curl up in the ash wood
When the Earth is scorched
We'll carry the torch
To wherе once your fathers stood
Bid me speed
Whеn what I need
Is dream and deed
When longing and greed are mine
I'll drink of life as lesser men drink wine
(Nana-na nana-na)
Tyriat Sig Tyrias
(Nana-na nana-na)
Tyriat Sig Tyrias (Tyriat Sig Tyrias!)
(Nana-na nana-na)
Tyriat Sig Tyrias (Tyriat Sig Tyrias!)
(Nana-na nana-na)
Tyriat Sig Tyrias
Make strong old dreams
Lest our world lose heart
Make strong old dreams
Lest this, our world, lose heart
Make strong old dreams
Lest our world lose heart
Make strong old dreams
Lest this, our world, lose heart
Make strong old dreams
Lest our world lose heart
Make strong old dreams
Lest this, our world, lose heart
Make strong old dreams
Lest our world lose heart
Make strong old dreams
Lest this, our world, lose heart
Make strong old dreams
Lest our world lose heart
Make strong old dreams
Lest this, our world, lose heart
Make strong old dreams
Lest our world lose heart
Make strong old dreams
Lest this, our world, lose heart
