Текст песни The Rains of Castamere - Agordas

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

A coat of gold, 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
And now the rains weep o'er his halls
With no one there to hear
Yes, now the rains weep o'er his halls
And not a soul to hear

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

A coat of gold, 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 halls
With no one there to hear
Yes, now the rains weep o'er his halls
And not a soul to hear

And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That Lord of Castamere
And now the rains weep o'er his halls
With no one there to hear
Yes, now the rains weep o'er his halls
And not a soul to hear

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

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

And 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 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

And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That Lord of Castamere
But now the rains weep o'er his halls
With no one there to hear
Yes, now the rains weep o'er his halls
And not a soul to hear