Daelyrian folk songs and poems

Daelyrian folk songs and poems is a collection of various songs, poems, and other works of artistic literature produced by the daelyrian people. They may concern common folk songs, draconist poetry, or general artistical musical writing.

= Daelyrian folk songs and poems =

Hymn of the Kaerfels
Considered the de-facto anthem of House Kaerfels. composed by midlandian bards at a unknown time.

Clear blue skies over white walls

Guided by a spirit that never falls

In the taverns the spirit too is drank by the brothers two

Fended off their foes

And valiantly the people rose

In the forests and caves from Milet to Shamrock

The Kaerfels banner waves,

To their shields they flock

Behind the beauty of the land

Lies the might of the fourteen

Tyraxes' soil so grand

And the hills sap green

Glory To Our House
The Anthem of House Apisamus.

Through dark hours and bright times

Our house's banner flies high

Through wars and through peace eras

The Apisamus family still survives

Through terror and through liberty

Our sword still swings bravely

Through crisis and through fortunes

The fire in our souls still burns

Listen, ye who seeks our last breath

Our house will never fear their death

No sword, or spear, or battleaxe

Will erase us out of the maps

Our house is mighty and glorious

We'll always be victorious

Through war and crisis and terror

By the grace of the gods, we'll win

The King and the Queen
A patriotic song praising High King Aelvar I de Relmont Kaerfels and his consort Faern Vién de Relmont.

Two lovers with their crowns

The King and the Queen

For all the realm to be seen

They watch over their little children

A lord so glorious and yet so kind

On his head a crown of embers

A lady so elegant with such great mind

On her head a crown of glimmers

From north and south

The King and the Queen

Their love so keen

They guard their little children

On a humble day of spring

Hearts grow of joy alike the flowers outside

The great church bells ring

Two souls bond forever by shadow and light

Alike to sun and moon

The King and the Queen

Their gardens so green

They love their little children

Blood of Dragons
Patriotic song about Daelyria.

We are the blood of dragons!

We are the children of Fire and Ice,

Mighty steeds carry our wagons

No men more strong and wise!

Ours is the might!

O Daelyria, my great motherland,

Til the end of all days we fight

In our halls and homes we chant!

The sun rise over our lands, In all its might and glory!

Between snows and sands,

The mighty dragon rules!

That no mother shall mourn her fallen sons!

But be proud for what they fought for:

O Daelyria, great realm of embers

In the peaks the dragons roar!

Children of Kastollia,

Warriors of Kazhan,

Riders of Cliffton,

Northmen of Astor,

Moondancers of old Noxnorr,

Heirs of Elesgate,

Brave men of Halond,

Knights of the Midlands,

Merchants of Illerya,

Raajjyn of Kyydrosil,

Masters of the mountains,

Sailors of the seas,

Blood of dragons,

People of Daelyria!

STAND UNITED AS THE MIGHTY DRAGON WE ARE!

Far in the north, a realm so proud

To a stranger a daeleryn never bows

We proclaim as ever proudly loud:

Between Fire and Ice, the blood of dragons flows!

Praise of Vermyth
A religious poem written by a anonymous priest at the Vermyth shrine.

"Why do you complain, Laern?

   Why do you say, son,

 'My way is hidden from the fourteen;

   my cause is disregarded by my Gods'?

Do you not know?

   Have you not heard?

The fourteen dragons are the everlasting Gods,

   the Creators of the beginnings and the ends of earth and sky.

They will not grow tired or weary,

   and their understanding no one can fathom.

He gives strength to the weary

   and increases the power of the weak.

Even youths grow tired and weary,

   and young men stumble and fall;

but those who hope in the fourteen lords

   will renew their strength.

They will soar on wings like dragons;

   they will fight and not grow weary,

   they will walk and not be faint."

Ours is the fury
A warcry used by daelyrian soldiers and members of the Hand of Vhagar.

Hear my brothers, rumbling of the sky,

As the thunder calls out “Vhathyr!”

Come and conquer all that stands against you,

''With blaze of dragon calamity! Vhagar calls you! And the wild fire within!''

Raise your swords and spears high, no fear!

When Vhagar calls you, answer and shout proud

''Jaes vederys! We'll burn them all!''

Our war cry shakes ground, sky and oceans,

The wind howls, carrying our voice!

arth, starved for eons, shall soon drink their blood,

For only fools fight sons of dragons!

''Vhagar calls you! And the wild fire within!''

Raise your swords and spears high, no fear!

When Vhagar calls you, answer and shout proud

''Jaes vederys! We'll burn them all!''

Where we go/Vhath ve Plae
Where we go, the world burns

Vhath, Gael, plae ve balyk, anyn Vhatherys

Vhath, Gael, plae ve balyk, anyn tyras

We burn their towns, we conquer the cities

Charging forth, their arrows now misses

Standing strong in the face of their fire

Taking ground, our only desire

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Where we go, ashes do follow

Where we go, their houses go hollow

As we stand, the world is burning

As we stand, our foes are turning

Aaaaaaaaaaaaa

Kings and lords tremble in terror

Feel our wrath, murder and horror

Hand of our lord, your foes we are ridding

Leaders of armies frequently bidding

For our service, weapons hissing!

Song of flames
A short poem/warcry from the Battle of the Flames.

"O demons, we lay here,

under the black tower,

waiting to soak our swords in blood

where are you?

We wish to purge the land of your darkness,

come forth,

beasts of the void!"