| Protector of the sun arrives with light
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| From the edge of the world to the highest heights
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| With a thunder blast he greets his twin
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| And falls back to oblivion
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| From the western plains where nature blooms
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| Roams the swift brother in eternal blue
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| Chasing the vanishing golden light
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| Hasting towards an endless night
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| Across the high northern skies
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| The eldest brother in all his might
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| Guards the frozen barren land
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| With a token of wisdom in his hand
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| Forlorn moon and dreadful mist
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| The youngest brother raises his fist
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| All life slowly withers away
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| And the infinite circle begins again
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| The trail of the winds remains unseen
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| For mortals their realm stays concealed
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| The ageless skies that stand before our eyes
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| When we’ll be gone they’ll still be flying free
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| Silvery light of the sea
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| Sparkles of far beneath
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| Cold breeze against their brawn
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| Reminds them of cold steel and war |