paroles de chanson The Rains Of Castamere - Bart Zeal

And who are you, the proud lord said
That I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat
That's all the truth I know

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

Not a soul to hear what the proud lord said
Remember these words well
A lion does not concern himself
With what the sheep may have to tell

The rains could not stop the fire
From roaring through the parapet
Kin comes first, before all else
We always... pay our debts

And so it was, and so it was
With that lord of Castamere
For 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
And not a soul to hear