Baumbart - A Second Moon Above

With nothing to trade we reached this journey's end.
Brought by destiny and fate we came to the Duuran land.

The land, where mighty mountains highly soar above The Plains,
And well-earned dwarven pride for all eternity remains.
Where water falls a thousand feet from auburn rocks to streams so deep
And kings of dwarffolk reign so kind that noone cruelty has to mind.

From miles afar we can see the giant gate
A hundred feet's the height and half a hundred is it wide
Astonished we stare at this masterpiece, the dwarven stonesmiths' legacy
As we sail slowly on and on.

Another mile upstream we sailed,
The moment of truth came close
Anxiety in us arose
Fear that we could have failed.

But the dwarven noblemen had heard about our story
And awfully they regretted, what happened in the West
To the king of Duur we were conducted by great and august dwarven knights
To the king who sat in front of the dwarven gate


The king heard from the dragons death and he spoke:

"Regardless of whether you can show me your El'úthan ore or not
And regardless of whether it is excellent - as you might tell me or not
The Duuran dwarves would never reject such brave and dedicate people like you!"


And whilst he spoke these gracious words, I looked to the heavens above
The sun had set and on the Western skies the moon had risen
When suddenly in the East as well, a second moon arose

A second moon, so bright and gorgeous, rises at the Eastern skies
He lights the way, that we have come and we will fare again
Rise, oh beauty of the night, second moon above us, rise!
A second moon, it shines so bright, high at the Eastern skies
He lights the way, we've come alone and fare again with friends
Rise, oh beauties of the night, the two of you, rise
And light our homeward way!