Keepers of the outer walls, hear my advice!

Nothing is permanent, or lasts by itself

Dormant frontiers, sharpen your senses

Don't rely, don't trust, on these still winds

Futile random happiness,

An engulfing optimism

Gives way to a blissful tranquility

War wit is consumed by excessive folly

It adorns once tireless warriors

With belly-shaped sympathy

Keepers of the outer walls, heat my advice!

Nothing is permanent, or lasts by itself

Dormant frontiers, sharpen your senses

Don't rely; don't trust on these still winds

The shroud of peace induces a soft mentality

Encourages engaging flirts

Procreation and family

Men get sloppy, tend to overlook the rusty blades

Lower their guards imprudently

No more war wit, all is spirited folly

Futile happiness, blissful tranquility

A starving horse is coming to the gates

Its rider dragged beside

Daunting news are told

An army is heading this way

No more war wit, all is spirited folly

Futile happiness, blissful tranquility

I always knew that the nature of peace was temporary

So I never stopped my training,

These news were not difficult to foretell

For somewhere alter the dry summer

Messengers heading south never returned

Wary of this omen

I felt eerie silence infiltrate

It was just a question of time

To confirm my worst fears

And now it's just too fate...

Through the night a mist descends

Mischievous disguise for a thousand torches

We've been too passive

Our scouts slain or bribes accepted

And their shame won't help us today

Now we are doomed

We plan improvised resistance

A desperate attempt to hold

Women farewell to their child

And join together with daggers in hand

Keepers of the outer walls, hear my advice

Nothing is permanent, or lasts by itself

Dormant frontiers sharpen your senses

Don't rely; don't trust on these still winds

We clash, a drop against a lake

Chopping limbs in our way

Granting death constantly

But vastly outnumbered, one by one we fell

My own hour arrived, cut and broken

I let darkness take me