The Rains of Castamere歌词

作词 : George R.R. Martin
Castamere(x4)
In a coat of gold or a coat of red, ，
A lion still has claws, ，
And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
As long and sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke, ，
That lord of Castamere,
But now the rains weep o’er his hall,
With no one there to hear. ，
Yes now the rains weep o’er his hall,
and not a soul to hear.
woo~