ザ・ラスト・スタンド・オブ・サー・ガラント (Bバージョン)

歌詞

In the twilight of the broken glade Sir Galant faced his fate, unafraid With armor dim, but his spirit alight Against a god, he'd wage his fight Thunder rolled as the heavens cracked A blade of light met steel intact The cello wept through the autumn air A clash of wills, both bold and bare Oh Gallant knight, your tale is sung Where courage blooms, though life's undone A fleeting bloom in time's cold stream A fleeting hope, a noble dream With each bold strike, the trumpet’s cry Echoed up to an endless sky The god did sneer, with pity and might Yet found respect for the human fight Bloodied hands, but purpose clear Your whispered prayers only gods could hear It wasn't survival that fueled your grace But defending love, in its fleeting embrace In the silence, no victor stood You gave your all, you gave your good The piano mourned, the stars turned still And legends whispered of Sir Galant’s will