Altor: The King's Blacksmith

My old and dear father, My inspiration of life, The bed you've laying on for me is an altar like. My dues with you are all my Own life's treasures and gifts, And I feel cold and sad Now that your spirit lifts. Stroke me again, Don't leave us alone, I

I have a friend a great of mine I'm always with him all the days of my life I like his father because is a smith I'll follow him I like his job and I want him as teacher I'll speak about him to my family I have this dream since a very long time I wil

He was born in April In 1298 It was a desolated village In the north of the land His life was very hard The days were very long The plate was often blank Poor in my life, rich in my heart All that I possess is in a jar With a great friend, with a gre

You are my love and my life I love you Lilibeth With you all my days are now full Full of love, love for you You walked into my life like a bolt from the blue ... suddenly my heart, got lost in your smile ... and it was love. In silence we said "I lo