Norlun'ara

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A Kaldorei hymn written by Cerelayne Starborn, a Priestess of the Moon, to honor the sacrifices made in the Battle of Mount Hyjal and the loss of the world tree Nordrassil and to look forward to the rise of the new world tree Teldrassil.

Lyrics
Before the roots of Nordrassil,

Our sisters rose and died.

Demon blades broke their bones

But not their will to fight.

Under shadowed boughs, the horn of war

Let out a solemn cry

And our dead sisters rose again

By the grace of Elune’s light.

Elune smiled her last on Nordrassil;

Her wrath turned the forest black

The fires had claimed Nordrassil

But the demons were turned back.

Leaves turn to ashes

Ashes turn to dust

Dust catches in the wind

And blows far from home

From the hewn branches

New roots will grow

The Crown of the Sky has fallen

But the Crown of the Earth will rise

Among the ashes of Nordrassil,

The souls of our sisters rose.

The stars glittered in the morning light;

Our sisters were returning home.

A thousand eyes watched them go

As silence fell over Hyjal.

The demon legions burned

But so too did our homes.

But as the sun set on the mountains,

Elune’s light turned to the sea.

As the firelight fades to moonlight,

A single voice rang out:

Leaves turn to ashes

Ashes turn to dust

Dust catches in the wind

And blows far from home

From the hewn branches

New roots will grow

The Crown of the Sky has fallen

But the Crown of the Earth will rise

From the depths of the sea

Our hopes rose and rise.

The roaring blaze took one tree

But not Nature’s bite.

From water and salt came the roots

And soil rose to make their bed,

A trunk to reach toward the sky,

Boughs to bask in moonlight.

The lives that were given on high

Are remembered in the night,

And where once fell Nordrassil’s shadow

Now shines Teldrassil’s light.

Leaves turn to ashes

Ashes turn to dust

Dust catches in the wind

And blows far from home

From the hewn branches

New roots will grow

The Crown of the Sky has fallen

But the Crown of the Earth will rise

On the shores of Lor’danel,

Our sisters rose and died.

Orcish blades broke their bones

But not their will to fight.

Under shadowed boughs, the horns of war

Let out a solemn cry

As our dead sisters slept

In the folds of Elune’s light.

Elune smiled her last on Teldrassil;

But she has not turned her back

The fires have claimed Teldrassil

But we shall take it back.