A Klingon Lullaby

(translated from the original language into English by the author.) A Klingon Lullaby Die with dignity my savage child son My warrior at the battle station ready Bring honor to the Empire's name with pride Kill everything not Klingon, everything in sight With Bat’leth thrashes and knives slicing backs Sing lullabies to curdle blood, to freeze the soul Rock enemies from their graves back to the cradles Cry loud vociferous curses at the moons of Kronos Let your voice be heard inside the Council halls We live to die so hold your shield up high I will scream you a Klingon lullaby to make you cry It is a song of love and death and beating of the breast To be one of us you must be alive before you die in battle tlhIngan bIHeghchugh qo' Law'Qo' SuvwI' loDnI'pu' moj ghaH. juHdajdaq QongmeH qo' ghaH juHDaq Qo'noSDaq chenbe' tlhIngan moDtaHvIS vangtaHvIS 'ej tlhu'moHtaHvIS navDaq ghotpu'vaD neH lutoblaHbe' che'wI' wa'netlh chutmey QI'tu' pagh, Qo'noS pagh, QI'tu' yejquv vaS DaneHchugh, vaj qo' Hoch batlh. tugh qabDaj wIpeghnIS jInIDqang 'e' vIHarqang, tlhIngan Hoch vIjaHlaH muSHa'chugh vaj muSHa'bogh HatlhwI' je Suyep DaqeqnIS