Dê Rôte ant dê Drake/The Red and the Dragon

On you warriors, the forest’s rabble,
the Red King’s army pack.
Ride far, towards the east,
always the ocean at your back.

Fall upon his deathwish same,
follow him with no tell.
An empty heart, his soul the more
and you under his spell.

And on the Waals Mountains high,
the Dragon still reigned strong.
So draw your sword and face him nigh
your lives have been wronged.

But as the fire-monster fell,
due to the Red’s ruse.
He went on, but you stayed put
his fate has been lost.