Weep for Manetheren - Bardcore Cover in Old Tongue - The Wheel of Time

▶ Spotify: ▶ Consider supporting the channel on Patreon: Cover of Weep for Manetheren, from Amazon’s The Wheel of Time. Vocals and instrumental by Hildegard von Blingin’, lyrics/translation in collaboration with Bernadette Banner. It’s been an age! Thank you all for your patience since my last video. It means the world to me that you still come back for more, and I do appreciate every kind comment you leave. This channel remains a passion project that I do when my day job allows time, though I’m happy to say that I have two completed Bardcore covers waiting in the wings. Also, I have an instrumental version of this that I might share if there seems to be enough interest. Let me know if you’d like to hear it! This project was done in collaboration with the incomparable Bernadette Banner, who originated the idea and spearheaded the translation into Old Tongue. Please check out her video series covering her creation of Moiraine’s iconic look from the Wheel of Time show! This song was created for the reveal in part 3. Part 1: Part 2: Part 3: About the art: Moiraine illustrated by me, based on Bernadette’s photo. Pieter Bruegel the Elder, Landscape with the Flight into Egypt, 1563 Robert Humphry Giles (1802-1881) British, ’A Balcony in Venice During a Festival’ Lyrics: Conden iro sa muadniey a fel daden Veshan daine dyu ir mamen Al’dhol daes dalae vid daishar Laada culieb, laada culieb Denanen al’Manetheren Ghueth ni al’shar al’Aemon Soutak ni Manetheren Laada culieb, laada culieb Sa dhol sorbe ko’shar Gaen al’Tarendrelle Rafane al Caldazar Ti lendha maral Inde dhol nolvae No disain isharane Dyu rahien al’tarmon’nag Shar sain duadhe, shar sain duadhe Denanen al’Manetheren Ghueth ni al’shar al’Aemon Soutak ni Manetheren Laada culieb, laada culieb English (Not a direct translation): We walk the footsteps of our fathers The trails blazed by our mothers They bought the land with their blood Long ago, long ago Sing of Manetheren Weep for the blood of Aemon Cry for Manetheren Long ago, long ago In the land where the first blood runs Across the Tarendrelle Flew the Red Eagle Destined to fall No ground was given But they were betrayed By dawn on the last day The waters were blood Sing of Manetheren Weep for the blood of Aemon Cry for Manetheren Long ago, long ago