Pure Pwnage - Christmas Time in Dun Morogh текст песни

In Coldridge Valley snow,
That's a place that I remember,
Where it's always been December,
Burning yuletide logs, killing wild troggs,
In the valley of the Shadowmoon, I was strolling where the glowing magma pours,
And the lava brings back memories, of smelting pheasants in the heart of Ironforge.

When the grinding gets you down,
Hop a gryphon to my town,
In the land of ice and snow,
It's always Christmas time in Dun Morogh.

Nothing's changed since I was small.
Regald's brewing in Brewnall,
And Hammerfoot's old friend,
It seems he's lost again.
Everyone's in need of questing.
There's a herd that needs protecting.
And when you've killed Vagash,
We'll fetch old Magron's stash.
Pulling tricks on Charvin Thunderbrew,
Collecting fallout for Ozzie Togglevolt,
Hauling barrels for the barley brews,
Helping Felix get that one last missing bolt.

When the grinding gets you down,
Grab a flight back to my town,
In the land of ice and snow,
It's always Christmas time in Dun Morogh.

I met a girl by Iceflow lake,
On Christmas light our hearts would break,
I said "There's more to life than this" and she said,
"I just wanna fish."

So if you happen by that way, wish her a happy holiday,
'Cause in the land of ice and snow,
It's always Christmas time in Dun Morogh, (Oh, oh!)
It's always Christmas time in Dun Morogh, (Oh, oh!)
It's always Christmas, it's always Christmas!
It's always Christmas time in Dun Morogh.