The rotting horse on that deadly ground
腐朽大地上的凋零战马
Wars of great kings and clash of armouries
国王的圣战开始了，铸剑师的炼锤敲响了
Whose swords no man could tell, whose spears were numerous as wheat field's ears
拿起身边的剑，准备好无数的长矛
Rolled over all the great lands, and seas were loud with navies,
踏过广阔的平原，征服汹涌的巨浪
Their devouring fires behind the armies burned both fields and towns
无情的战火掩盖了麦田，碾平了村庄
And sacked and crumbled or to flaming pyres were cities made,
他们掠夺一切，焚烧一切，一个接一个的城市在大火中慢慢消失
Where treasuries and crowns Kings and their folk, their wives and tender maid were all consumeds .
财富，荣誉，幸福的生活也已经载入史册
Now silent are those courts ruined the towers,whose old shape slowly fades
当一切慢慢沉寂，当城堡成为遗址
And no feet pass beneath their broken ports
当支离破碎的港口也早已经荒芜人烟
I need no call of clamant bell that rings iron tongued in the towers of earthly kings
高塔上那喧嚣的钟声也再不能让我们响应伟大国王的号召
Take a ride on, ride on, on your rotting horse on that deadly ground
起程吧，骑着那凋零的战马，徘徊在这片死寂大地
Take a ride, ride on, on your rotting horse with a pounding sound.
起程吧，骑着那凋零的战马，回响着破碎的音符
Here on the stones and trees there lies a spell of unforgotten loss, of memories more blest than mortal wealth.
然而在这里，石头与大树上还记载着那古老的魔咒，那神圣的财宝
Here undefeated dwell the fog immortal under withered elmes,
永不磨灭，在那老朽的榆树下，在那弥漫的云雾中
Alalminore one in ancient realms
永不磨灭，在那古老的领域
