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Obsah: 70913 - "Ultima Thule - Píseň Wolwů"

Komentář: "Tady máš fonetický přepis, ať nesmutníš, že jsi o něco přišel: ♪♫♪♫ aůůůůůůůů ♪♪♫♫ ♫ ♫ ♪♪ Yonder day is breaking, but still our time is great. Our tribe await in hunger, what prey for us today? Fulfill the given promise, grim legacy to come. We slave beneath the Sun, and eye the leader one. Arising is our wailing, our wolf-cry for the Moon. Haunted are the hunters, your young scent is our doom. ♪♫♪♫ ♪♪♫♫ ♫ ♫ ♪♪ ♪♫♪♫ ♪♪♫♫ ♫ ♫ ♪♪ Storm cold wet and windy, hard and firm and grey. Sensation-bringing breeze, seeking scent of prey. Overcast in silence, wolves will patter on. Yonder in the Moon-light, he-wolf stands alone. Arising is our wailing, our wolf-cry for the Moon. Haunted are the hunters, your young scent is our doom. ♪♫♪♫ ♪♪♫♫ ♫ ♫ ♪♪ ♪♫♪♫ ♪♪♫♫ ♫ ♫ ♪♪ Arising is our wailing, our wolf-cry for the Moon. Haunted are the hunters, your young scent is our doom. ♪♫♪♫ ♪♪♫♫ ♫ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ "