[Verse] There once was a man from Balmora In shadows where the lanterns sway He walked 'midst the guar and the kwama With dreams in the dim light of day [Verse 2] Through ashlands and hills he'd wander With silt striders groaning and low In markets where poets would ponder And Redoran warriors grow [Chorus] Oh Balmora City of whispers Where history's tales never cease Guar herders sing ancient lispers Of past and of future's release [Verse 3] Egg mines hum with songs of the workers Harvesting by candlelit glow Their hands In the soil Humble murkers In rhythm The kwama eggs flow [Verse 4] The yurt doors are open to strangers Where stories of war are retold House Redoran lives with the danger Their honor A shield from the cold [Chorus] Oh Balmora City of whispers Where history's tales never cease Guar herders sing ancient lispers Of past and of future's release
