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O' Tanna, bearer of the blue crown

Your face is the dawn

Sunlight the hair

Eyes the infinite skies

O' Tanna,

Lady of the Marmaròle,

We pray thee,

Take pity on us

And deliver

A Day of Calm

The Mountain is your domain,

zealous servant

No pebble rolls,

river flows,

glacier moves

And stone falls

against your will

O' Tanna, take pity on us

And deliver

A Day of Calm

Two golde coffins placed in your ice palace

To eternally remind you

The sorrow that eradicated

Your love

O' Tanna,

We are fighting like your son

Kin agains kin

Your harsh kingdom,

Our battlefield.

Take pity on us

And delive

A Day of Calm