On Drifting Clouds
The fog is rising
The enemies are coming
Their dragons and lances
And axes too.
Trapped in the middle
With an old raven
And a little girl with wings;
That you have to save.
The queen defends,
The knight protects
While the dragon lord
Lies there asleep.
A sword and a lance
Include a beak too;
Shall fight against
Axes and lances.
Dragons and unicorns
Face each other
In battle, they obey their
Masters; kill their prey.
End of turns
Time to fight;
Later, they flee
While the other party rejoices.
The enemies are coming
Their dragons and lances
And axes too.
Trapped in the middle
With an old raven
And a little girl with wings;
That you have to save.
The queen defends,
The knight protects
While the dragon lord
Lies there asleep.
A sword and a lance
Include a beak too;
Shall fight against
Axes and lances.
Dragons and unicorns
Face each other
In battle, they obey their
Masters; kill their prey.
End of turns
Time to fight;
Later, they flee
While the other party rejoices.