[00:00.00] 作词 : Christian Raphael Leal Cruz
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Christian Raphael Leal Cruz
[00:03.15](Verse 1)
[00:07.98]In the shadow of the mountains, where the misty winds do call,
[00:11.52]Stands the hall of golden splendor, where the banners never fall.
[00:15.27]Rohan's pride, a land of riders, where the grass runs wide and free,
[00:18.90]But a darkness creeps its borders, and it whispers of the sea.
[00:22.50](Pre-Chorus)
[00:29.49]Oh, the king sits on his throne, but his eyes are far away,
[00:33.18]A crown of gold, a heart of stone, and the light begins to fade.
[00:45.84](Chorus)
[00:46.95]In the hall of Meduseld, where the fires burn so bright,
[00:51.30]A king once strong now falters, lost in shadows of the night.
[01:05.28]But a horn will sound, a hope will rise, and the golden hall will gleam,
[01:07.05]For the riders of the Mark will wake from this cursed dream.
[01:10.08](Verse 2)
[01:16.44]Through the doors stride weary travelers, cloaked in green and gray,
[01:19.92]A wizard wise, a warrior bold, and a halfling led the way.
[01:23.55]They bring a spark to kindle fire, in a land grown cold with fear,
[01:27.30]And the words of truth they speak aloud for all the hall to hear.
[01:30.57](Pre-Chorus)
[01:30.87]Oh, the king sits on his throne, but his spirit starts to stir,
[01:34.35]A spark of hope, a flame rekindled, and the light begins to blur.
[01:37.71](Chorus)
[01:48.12]In the hall of Meduseld, where the fires burn so bright,
[01:50.97]A king once strong now falters, lost in shadows of the night.
[02:01.50]But a horn will sound, a hope will rise, and the golden hall will gleam,
[02:06.96]For the riders of the Mark will wake from this cursed dream.
[02:11.25](Bridge)
[02:17.73]"Ride out with me!" the king now cries, his voice a thunderous roar,
[02:28.23]Theoden wakes, the shadows break, and the land cries out for war.
[02:32.97]From Edoras to Helm's Deep, where the horns of battle sound,
[02:36.66]The riders charge, the darkness falls, and the hope of Rohan's found.
[02:40.74](Chorus)
[02:51.12]In the hall of Meduseld, where the fires burn so bright,
[02:54.03]The king now stands with sword in hand, and the shadows flee the light.
[03:01.35]For the horn has sounded, hope has risen, and the golden hall does gleam,
[03:11.55]And the riders of the Mark will fight for their land and their dream.
[03:14.82](Outro)
[03:14.94]Oh, the king of the golden hall, his spirit now restored,
[03:26.22]A beacon bright in darkest night, and a wielder of the sword.
[03:31.38]Through fire and flame, through shadow and pain, the Mark will stand as one,
[03:38.34]For the king has risen, the battle's begun, and the age of men has come.

作词 : Christian Raphael Leal Cruz
作曲 : Christian Raphael Leal Cruz
(Verse 1)
In the shadow of the mountains, where the misty winds do call,
Stands the hall of golden splendor, where the banners never fall.
Rohan's pride, a land of riders, where the grass runs wide and free,
But a darkness creeps its borders, and it whispers of the sea.
(Pre-Chorus)
Oh, the king sits on his throne, but his eyes are far away,
A crown of gold, a heart of stone, and the light begins to fade.
(Chorus)
In the hall of Meduseld, where the fires burn so bright,
A king once strong now falters, lost in shadows of the night.
But a horn will sound, a hope will rise, and the golden hall will gleam,
For the riders of the Mark will wake from this cursed dream.
(Verse 2)
Through the doors stride weary travelers, cloaked in green and gray,
A wizard wise, a warrior bold, and a halfling led the way.
They bring a spark to kindle fire, in a land grown cold with fear,
And the words of truth they speak aloud for all the hall to hear.
(Pre-Chorus)
Oh, the king sits on his throne, but his spirit starts to stir,
A spark of hope, a flame rekindled, and the light begins to blur.
(Chorus)
In the hall of Meduseld, where the fires burn so bright,
A king once strong now falters, lost in shadows of the night.
But a horn will sound, a hope will rise, and the golden hall will gleam,
For the riders of the Mark will wake from this cursed dream.
(Bridge)
"Ride out with me!" the king now cries, his voice a thunderous roar,
Theoden wakes, the shadows break, and the land cries out for war.
From Edoras to Helm's Deep, where the horns of battle sound,
The riders charge, the darkness falls, and the hope of Rohan's found.
(Chorus)
In the hall of Meduseld, where the fires burn so bright,
The king now stands with sword in hand, and the shadows flee the light.
For the horn has sounded, hope has risen, and the golden hall does gleam,
And the riders of the Mark will fight for their land and their dream.
(Outro)
Oh, the king of the golden hall, his spirit now restored,
A beacon bright in darkest night, and a wielder of the sword.
Through fire and flame, through shadow and pain, the Mark will stand as one,
For the king has risen, the battle's begun, and the age of men has come.