The Rains of Castamere

One night I hold on Youuuuu youuuuu Castamere... Castamere... Castamere... Castamere... A coat of gold or 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

The Rains Of Castamere 卡斯特梅的雨季 And who are you, the proud lord said, 领主傲然道,你凭什么, that I must bow so low? 要我向你折腰? Only a cat of a different coat, 我们同为狮子,不过是不同外袍. that's all the truth I know. 据我所知, In a coat of gold or a coat of red, 不管金袍,还是红袍, a lion