[Nehetsrev]

Apreal 11, 1435


Foreword

Well ah've decided ah oughta start compilin' a book te pass down te the next generation o' some o' my poems an' songs ah've written o'er the years. My adventures 'ave taken me 'round most o' the world an' ah've seen an' 'eard quite a bit in that time. But, sadly ah ain' writt'n a 'ole lot 'bout any o' it like ah should've. So, te 'elp remedy that, ah'll be siftin' through m' memory from time te time an' writin' down m' songs an' poems in this 'ere collection. When ah retire from adventurin' m'self some day, ah'll pass this on along te some lucky sing'r or story-tell'r so m' legacy, an' maybe some o' the legends o' othahs ah've adventur'd wit', can continue long affer ah'm gone from this 'ere world.

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Whisper Yer Love


Chorus:
Whisper yer love in my ear an' ah'll sing,
Whisper yer love an' ah'll do anything.
Whisper yer love an' my heart will so dare,
Te leave behind each an' ev'ry last care.

1st verse:
Ye caught me eye on that day in the town,
Ye hefted yer blade an' it shown like a crown,
Ah look'd in yer eyes an' ah was drawn in,
By the lady inside, past yer blood-lust born grin.

Chorus

2nd verse:
Ah'm caught in yer petals, o' love full bloom,
Ah'd go wit' ye te battle, or inte doom,
Ah'm caught in yer fire that burns full o' life,
By the lady inside, past yer anger an' strife.

Chorus

3rd verse:
Ye give the pow'r te the song in me 'eart,
Wit'out yer saweet touch, me soul will depart,
So bring close yer lips an' place in me ear,
From the lady inside, Speak what ah need te hear.

Chorus

Finish:
Wit' yer lips on me own, ah'll draw ye near,
Oh my lady inside, ah'll take all yer fear.

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Dedication
Lilly, ye know this 'ere song were written fer ye lass. Ah still love ya, always will. Since thangs went sour 'tween us long time ago, ah've d'cided te move on an' find anuthah lass te cherish. Truth be told, ah'd nevah a been able te make magic wit' m' singin' ifn ah 'adn't met ye so long ago in 'lint. Ah 'ope yer aspirations o' granduer that ye chose o'er me will 'ave kept ye 'appy all these years, an' that yer livin' the life ye always want'd wharevah ye might be. Maybe ye'll think o' me when ye 'ear this song agin', ifn ye e'er do.