Я всё ещё не играла во второй Дизоноред и вряд ли буду играть в него или смотреть в ближайшее время, однако, музыка оттуда заслушана до дыр. Каждая композиция прекрасна, но хочу обратить внимание на восхитительную Бригморскую колыбельную.

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After sparrows
Three times called
After gull does
Three times fall

Come, maiden, mistress, mouse and hen
Come, fisher, farmer
Frog and wren

Once a king dressed in red
Warmed by the flames on feather bed
While all the town starving cried
Chilled by winds, the Month of Ice

Eat them of frost
Eat them of snow
The monarch decreed
To them below

Up on a spike
They perched his head
Cursed his name
Burned his stead

Hush-a-bye, dont be afright
Mama will sing through all the night
Many an hour before morning sun
Don't dream of horror yet to come