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
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2020
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