Medec the Fair
Along the Nomad River
where the air is scented sweet
by apple blossom and roses
such sights your eyes may meet!
When spring is in the air,
so wonderful is my Medec the Fair.
When Nomad River colours gold
by a summer sun setting in the west,
my heart is caught in the splendour
of the city that I love best.
When summer's warmth is in the air,
so marvellous is my Medec the Fair.
When Nomad River colours red
from autumn's leaves afloat,
my heart rejoices when I view
my city from my trader's boat.
When golden leaves drift in the air,
so beautiful is my Medec the Fair.
When Nomad River icy cold
caresses wint'ry banks,
I sit beside my fire
and give to Hurine thanks.
With snowflakes blown by winter air,
So lovely is my Medec the Fair.
My trades may take me far away
but wherever I may roam,
my merchant's heart will forever stay
in the land that is my home.
When I breathe the salty marine air,
when I smell the crisp clear mountain air,
when desert sun scorches my hair,
I'll be longing for Medec the Fair.