Flaming Heart
Ancient Bards Lyrics

Be careful my son there's a bear there in the clearing,
I warn and caution you, my son, that there is a bear in the field nearby.

I taught you what you need to know, this time it's your turn.
I have already instructed and educated you on what to do, now it's your responsibility to act on it.

Come down now and sneak through the grass, slowly get closer,
You should approach the bear stealthily, moving through the grass to gradually narrow the gap between you and the animal.

don't ever lose sight of your prey, don't make any noise,
It's essential to keep your attention fixed on the bear and to remain completely silent during the hunt.

feel the wind blowing and breathe in the wild in sweet harmony.
You ought to sense the air currents as you inhale the pure, untamed atmosphere of the forest in perfect accord.

Every fighter knows that his chances are stronger when peace lies within Go!
Every warrior must acknowledge that inner tranquility enhances their likelihood of success. Therefore, proceed with confidence.

Well you made the bear run away, you're injured and dirty, Why didn't you listen to me? Do you ever learn?
Although the bear fled, you sustained injuries and tarnished your appearance, and you failed to heed my advice or demonstrate any capacity for improvement.

But father it wasn't my fault, I did what you told me, I followed your every advice, look what they got me!
I reject any fault and declare that I performed precisely as you instructed, adhering to all guidance provided, leading me into this predicament.

Maybe it's time to admit that you are worthless, you're grey and you're old. I don't wanna hunt with you ever again, will you leave me alone?
Perhaps it's time to concede that you are useless, as old and dull as the drab hue of your hair. I shall never hunt with you again, so will you depart?

My words resound in my head, I'm incredibly sad and ashamed at the same time.
The echo of my harsh words reverberates in my mind, causing me tremendous sorrow and intense self-reproach.

Running fast between the oaks, sliding down the slopes, Daltor leaves the forest and heads to his father.
Running swiftly through the trees and descending the hillsides, Daltor departs from the forest and travels towards his father's location.

I'm rushing to get back home, I can't wait to see him, I want to look straight in his eyes, and apologize.
I'm hurrying to arrive at our homestead, eager to encounter him, desiring to gaze directly into his eyes and express my contrition.

I hope he'll forgive my contempt, I'm so unworthy. Oh father please open the door! Oh please let me in!
I'm praying for his absolution of my insolence, feeling completely worthless. Please, dear father, unlock the door and allow me entry!

You can't leave me outside just let me explain, I'm breaking in! Oh my god he's hanging down from the ceiling! Oh why! Tell me why!
I implore you not to abandon me, I must elucidate the situation - I am even forced to intrude inside! Oh, no, what is this sight? My father is suspended from the ceiling! Why? Explain it, please!

In Daltor's flaming heart when judgement falls apart, resentment runs like a river that flows out of its bed, infectious makes him lie, disown his blood ties, disgrace the holy bond of family.
Daltor finds himself aflame with intense passion and emotion when circumstances become uncontrollable. That burning resentment spreads like an unleashed river, tainting his character with falsehoods and causing him to denounce his family connections, thus shaming his heritage.

In Daltor's aching heart, as his world falls apart, despair grows faster than weeds on sunny summer's day, it feeds upon his guilt, for he has to be the new king of the West and be brave and pretend for no one has to know it was his fault!
Daltor experiences unbearable agony and distress, as his reality crumbles before him. Despondency sprouts more rapidly than weeds under the sun's shining beams and thrives on his self-reproach. He must conform to the role of King of the West, which mandates that he demonstrate courage while pretending that his errors remain concealed from public view.