Ролевые баллады на английском.
Старенькое, но увидев родного Elfin Wizard'a не мог не удержаться...
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Ever since I heard of magic,
I've felt the forces call,
From Breacon down to Krydain,
I must have used 'em all,
But I ain't seen nothing like him,
In the guildrooms or the halls,
That quick, nimble, cute Elf
Sure casts a mean fire ball!
He stands like a statue,
In the presense of the Queen,
He's polished up his sword,
To a bright, metallic, sheen.
Spells at the ready,
He hears the force's call,
That quick, nimble, cute Elf
Sure casts a mean fire ball!
He's an Elfin wizard,
He just cast "Self to Mist"
An Elfin wizard's
Got such a mental twist.
How do you think he does it?
I don't know!
What makes him so good?
Ain't got no distractions
Immune to other's spells
Bolts of lightning flashin'
Transports his foes to hell
Summons nasty demons,
Standing eight feet tall
That quick, nimble, cute Elf
Sure casts a mean fire ball!
I thought I was
The wizard battle king,
But I just handed
My Magi Staff to him.
Even with my favorite demon,
He can beat my best.
His familiar leads him in,
And he just does the rest.
He's got crazy words of power
Never seen him fall...
That quick, nimble, cute Elf
Sure casts a mean fire ball!