UNDER THE SWORD
Estaba hoy repasando alguna de esas bandas que llevan ya unos años sin editar material nuevo de estudio y me he dado cuenta de que "Falconer" hace ya cinco añitos que nos nos muestra actividad en ese sentido. Es una banda que ya he traído en varias ocasiones al blog, con su estilo personal y su interpretación propia de lo que es un power de corte europeo con bastante dosis Folk. Es cierto que la escucha de su material puede hacerte tener la sensación de "repetitividad", una cierta monotonía en la escucha de un disco completo, pero no es menos cierto que estos suecos han demostrado un buen gusto y calidad bastante constante a lo largo de su carrera, teniendo temas verdaderamente destacables en sus obras. Hoy quiero dejar una de las canciones de su tercera obra de estudio, "The sceptre of deception", de 2003, concretamente la canción "Under the sword", de la que dejo un enlace a youtube.
Under the Sword
They burst through the gates
with swords in hand they made their way
cross the hall of the high lord.
Erik:
-As long as that man lives
peace will never propagate
between me and my brothers here
so yield yourself to your fate!
The king stood still in the back,
grey in face and without will
not knowing wrong from right.
Torgil:
-You have brought shame and disgrace
to soil your fathers' name
and heaven will not easily
forget the game you've played.
The limbs of the lord was chained,
he was bound to a horse then they rode away
through a cold winter storm.
Travelling night and day
through a kingdom of snow
and finally arriving at
the castle of his foes.
He was shackled to the wall,
in the tower high above the ground
he was kept like a common thief.
And meanwhile the brothers three
feasted into the night
and toasted time after time
until the morning light.
He was sentenced to death by the blade.
In the name of high treason
he died under the sword.
Birger:
-We have harvested the crops
of the evil seed
that grew between you and me
but now united we'll lead!
They burst through the gates
with swords in hand they made their way
cross the hall of the high lord.
Erik:
-As long as that man lives
peace will never propagate
between me and my brothers here
so yield yourself to your fate!
The king stood still in the back,
grey in face and without will
not knowing wrong from right.
Torgil:
-You have brought shame and disgrace
to soil your fathers' name
and heaven will not easily
forget the game you've played.
The limbs of the lord was chained,
he was bound to a horse then they rode away
through a cold winter storm.
Travelling night and day
through a kingdom of snow
and finally arriving at
the castle of his foes.
He was shackled to the wall,
in the tower high above the ground
he was kept like a common thief.
And meanwhile the brothers three
feasted into the night
and toasted time after time
until the morning light.
He was sentenced to death by the blade.
In the name of high treason
he died under the sword.
Birger:
-We have harvested the crops
of the evil seed
that grew between you and me
but now united we'll lead!
By Nash
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