The North Where Fire Fell

tavern song, Rowdy, cheery, lute, lyre, fiddle, cheery, solemn, female voice

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[Verse 1]
I was forty, still young by my kin,
When he stormed through the tavern, wild as the wind.
A half-orc, they whispered, all brawn and no grace—
But I saw the stars carved deep in his face.

[Chorus 1]
Oh, Korrin of the mountain flame,
Your hands were rough, your heart untamed.
You laughed at fate and sang so well—
And died in the north, where the fire fell.

[Verse 2]
He called me “songbird,” though I never sang,
And danced like a bear with a sword in each hand.
He’d hold me at night with a gentler might—
Than any elf with a crown of light.

[Chorus 2]
Oh, Korrin of the burning eye,
You kissed me once, then said goodbye.
Your axe is still where the brave ones dwell—
In the north, where the fire fell.

[Verse 3]
Twelve bends we danced in fire and feast,
From southern shores to Veln’s high peaks.
He learned my songs, I bore his scars,
We made a home beneath the stars.

[Chorus 3]
O Korrin, love and my first flame,
Your laughter carved into my name.
Twelve bends we shared, both war and wine,
Your hands, your voice, forever mine.

[Verse 4]
He rode to Veln with a cry for war,
To face the wyrm that shook the floor.
He told me, “Live, don’t wait, don’t weep—”
But I still dream him in my sleep.

[Chorus 4]
Oh, Korrin with your fury bright,
You fought that beast through blood and night.
They say you roared and stood too well—
In the north, where the fire fell.

[Verse 5]
No grave could hold his mighty form,
No bard could shape that final storm.
But I laid stones and sang his name—
Till mountain winds all knew his flame.

[Chorus 5]
Oh, Korrin, love with iron soul,
You made me full, you made me whole.
The snow still speaks what none can tell—
Of the north, where the fire fell.

[Verse 6]
Now centuries pass like drifting snow,
Yet still to his resting place I go.
I place a rose and speak so low—
That even ghosts might never know.

[Chorus 6]
Oh, Korrin, wild and ever free,
You still burn bright inside of me.
I’ll walk alone, but I wear you well—
Since the north, where the fire fell.

[Verse 7]
One day my soul will feel the wind,
And ride to the fire where all tales begin.
We’ll drink again where the dragons sleep—
And no more shall I wake to weep.

[Chorus 7]
Oh, Korrin, love of strength and flame,
They carved you deep in death and name.
Forever yours, through frost and hell—
In the north, where Korrin fell.

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[Verse 1] I was forty, still young by my kin, When he stormed through the tavern, wild as the wind. A half-orc, they whispered, all brawn and no grace— But I saw the stars carved deep in his face. [Chorus 1] Oh, Korrin of the mountain flame, Your hands were rough, your heart untamed. You laughed at fate and sang so well— And died in the north, where the fire fell. [Verse 2] He called me “songbird,” though I never sang, And danced like a bear with a sword in each hand. He’d hold me at night with a gentler might— Than any elf with a crown of light. [Chorus 2] Oh, Korrin of the burning eye, You kissed me once, then said goodbye. Your axe is still where the brave ones dwell— In the north, where the fire fell. [Verse 3] Twelve bends we danced in fire and feast, From southern shores to Veln’s high peaks. He learned my songs, I bore his scars, We made a home beneath the stars. [Chorus 3] O Korrin, love and my first flame, Your laughter carved into my name. Twelve bends we shared, both war and wine, Your hands, your voice, forever mine. [Verse 4] He rode to Veln with a cry for war, To face the wyrm that shook the floor. He told me, “Live, don’t wait, don’t weep—” But I still dream him in my sleep. [Chorus 4] Oh, Korrin with your fury bright, You fought that beast through blood and night. They say you roared and stood too well— In the north, where the fire fell. [Verse 5] No grave could hold his mighty form, No bard could shape that final storm. But I laid stones and sang his name— Till mountain winds all knew his flame. [Chorus 5] Oh, Korrin, love with iron soul, You made me full, you made me whole. The snow still speaks what none can tell— Of the north, where the fire fell. [Verse 6] Now centuries pass like drifting snow, Yet still to his resting place I go. I place a rose and speak so low— That even ghosts might never know. [Chorus 6] Oh, Korrin, wild and ever free, You still burn bright inside of me. I’ll walk alone, but I wear you well— Since the north, where the fire fell. [Verse 7] One day my soul will feel the wind, And ride to the fire where all tales begin. We’ll drink again where the dragons sleep— And no more shall I wake to weep. [Chorus 7] Oh, Korrin, love of strength and flame, They carved you deep in death and name. Forever yours, through frost and hell— In the north, where Korrin fell.

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