Златая листва
Устлала землю вельда,
Есть старый форпост
В поле у винодельни.
На разбитом пути
Преклонил Бык колени.
Там карта твоя,
Морихаус Ей верен.
Seek you now where leaves of gold
Fall to earth upon the Weald
A crumbling castle outpost
Near a vineyard's fragrant field
The Sacred Bull fought and kneeled here
Near a broken path you'll stand
Player, here lies your card
As Morihaus rallies to Her command