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Smedesagen om Baronesse Sofia Ferroni
The Two-Silver Baroness (Tavern Cut)
Oi! Listen close, you gutter lords,
You drunks and dung-fork kings,
There’s news that travels faster than
A coin that clinks and rings.
Baroness Sofia Ferroni—
Mind the title, skip the bow—
She’s worth exactly what you’ve got
If you’ve got two silver now.
🎶 Two silver! Two silver!
Clear as ale and twice as wet!
Highborn, lowborn, boots or crown—
She’s the cheapest bet you’ll get! 🎶
No velvet veil, no guarded door,
No chaperone in sight,
Her honor’s light as tavern foam
And gone by closing night.
The lord gets laughed, the knight gets nudged,
The peasant gets the same—
Sofia’s favors don’t care much
For blood or family name.
🎶 Two silver! Two silver!
Drop it quick or lose your place!
If you can walk and pay the price,
She’ll swear you’ve got a handsome face! 🎶
Her crest’s still stitched upon her gown,
Her pride’s been pawned away,
She curtsies deep for calloused hands
And calls it “courtly play.”
The dice go cold, the benches fill,
The line runs wall to door,
Ferroni lands may still be hers—
But Sofia’s owned by more.
🎶 Two silver! Two silver!
Hear the bargain plainly told—
She’s open, warm, and ready, lads,
A baroness by birth alone,
By practice… commonly sold! 🎶
Sangen om Goniak helten fra Pinewood
“Goniak of Pinewood”
Verse I
Pinewood burned and the Bellachs laughed,
Kicked down doors, stole bread and bone—
Till the trees shook hard with Ursar steps,
And Goniak came alone.
Chorus
Roar for Goniak, hammer-high!
Skulls rang loud on that dark day—
Bellach heads met iron truth,
And Pinewood was freed his way!
Verse II
They mocked the bear, they raised their blades,
Called him beast and prey—
The first hammer fell, the forest knew
The jokes were done that day.
Chorus
Roar for Goniak, hammer-high!
Skulls rang loud on that dark day—
Bellach heads met iron truth,
And Pinewood was freed his way!
Verse III
When the last foe fled or kissed the dirt,
He knelt where children cried,
Set down his hammers, fixed a door—
Justice walked beside his stride.
Final Chorus
Roar for Goniak, Pinewood’s shield!
Let tyrants learn to fear—
For when his hammers start to sing,
No oppressor lingers here!
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