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Letra | The National “The Rains of Castomere”
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.
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.
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.
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.
And not a soul to hear.
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