And who are you, the proud lord sai

And who are you, the proud lord said
that I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat
that's all the truth I know

In a coat of gold or a coat of red
a lion still has claws
And mine are long and sharp, my lord
as long and sharp as yours

And so he spoke, and so he spoke
that lord of Castamere
But now the rains weep over his hall
with no one there to hear

Yes now the rains weep over his hall
and not a soul to hear

Resultados (Latim) 1:

Quis tu superbus dominus
debeo arcum iacent?
Sed felis alius tunicam
quod omne verum scio

cum lorica aurea lorica rubrum
leonem habet ungues
meos longis et acutis domine mi:
et quandiu ista acuta

et vox sermonum eius ut locutus est
dominus Castamere
imbribus nunc vestibulum plangere
audire et nemo

iam nunc aula imbribus flere super
animam et non audierunt